After an uneventful day working away in the booth whilst the rain continued to pour down outside, the skies finally cleared for a while and we headed outside. I didn’t have a particular plan in mind, but I thought it would be good to explore the local area on foot, so we headed around the coast towards the fisheries.
And this it what we came across – the Viking Festival of Fish!!! What a treat, several dozen fishermen unloading their boats full of line-caught fish to be weighed and logged by the organisers. All surrounded by a swarm of eager gulls eager for the cast-offs. The place was buzzing and the sounds were many and diverse. The sounds of fish being thrown into the catch baskets, heavy boxes being dragged along the floor, measurements being logged, excited chatter from an assembled crowd and the sound of hungry birds scrapping over scraps…
What an absolute treat and a privilege to witness – my favourite sounds of the trip so far…
