We got up really early as Diewke had an early flight and Gudrun drove her into the airport so a 5.45am wakeup and cups of tea were made.
It was the first real windy day and great to capture the wind on the water from our window.
I took some time to sort out my stuff and properly pack.
When we woke up properly after a bad night sleep for both Pru and myself – I think in anticipation to the epic journey home. We trundled down to breakfast for coffee, toast and more yummy delights.
I took a photo of the handspun from my spindle day – due to quarantine here in Australia it was not worth bringing it home. A final pack where I got to sit on my suit case in the most unglamorous way and then we headed down for final farewells.
The rosered I gave to Gail – it looks so much better on her that colour is divine.
Pru and I stashed our luggage at the ferry terminal and headed with Greta and Denyse for a final coffee with Gudrun and Mary Jane.
Saying our sad but fond farewells to our most excellent #grandshetlandadventure guides we mooched about Lerwick on some final missions.
It did rain a bit at the beginning of the day but by the end it was all sunshine and blue skies – here is Pru hanging in the car park
We enabled Greta to purchase a red knitting belt and needles, and then headed to the post office for a final small postage drop. Then some final purchases for gifts we wandered down to the Museum for a last hurrah and otter search.
We boarded the boat as early as we could and bunkered down in our cabin- Pru dosed up on medicine prior to leaving and the first part of the journey was a bit rolly polly but after are stop in Kirwall it all settled down a bit.
I watched a particularly bad movie with sheep in it.
Finally got some sleep…….