Hello from windy and rainy but ever mystically beautiful Faroe Islands. Being here feels like we followed the steps of a crew from a sea folk tale, and reached a mystical green island beyond the fog, where water flows and the food is rich—an island that men would risk shipwreck in an attempt to reach. In fact, Naddod, the Viking king after which our boat is named, did cast off from Norway with his crew in an attempt to find and settle in the Faroe Islands, and a storm blew his ship off course. He overshot the Faroe Islands and ended up being the first Viking to reach Iceland.

After staying up until 2 a.m. playing Rummikub with the crew, our 7:30 a.m. wake-up felt heavier than usual. But this dissipated rapidly as we got our gear on and went on the dinghy to the harbor, so we could row Naddoddur back to the boathouse. Georg constantly directs the crew’s attention to situational awareness and preemptive problem-solving, so that when any situation arises, we’re not disorganized and clumsy in handling it. “We’re about to reach the dock. What do we need to think about? Is there enough space for us to row? Which way is the wind blowing? What’s our plan, and what can you do to prepare?” It’s a good quality in a leader to constantly look ahead to predict and prepare.

Another day of preparations with the boathouse crew has come to a successful close as we get ready for our upcoming voyage. We spent the day practicing rowing Naddoddur in the fjord before bringing it into the boathouse for some final reinforcements. The boathouse team repurposed an old sail to create a sturdy shelter at the bow, which will serve as our sleeping cabin during the trip. Designed to accommodate just two people, this space will be crucial as we face long days, limited sleep, and constant watch shifts.

Today was our final community event at Suduroy before we set sail. We don’t know how long it could be before we cast off, as we need to make sure the weather is favorable. As explorers, we need to be able to comfortably deal with uncertainty, and that’s what we are doing.

Another eventful day in Suduroy has come to pass. The night was longer than I’d have liked it to be, as I couldn’t escape the cacophony of snores from my crewmates. Livar to the left on his couch, Andy to the right on his mattress, and all the rest of the men in their various sleeping places snored the night away, as the heavy winds creaked around the boathouse. Low sleep or not, it feels good to be on a sailing crew becoming fast friends as we spend more time together, all set on crossing the ocean one or way or other in tribute to Viking culture and shipbuilding tradition.

Hello from the boathouse in Suduroy! Saeny the Red, Andy and I woke up to boathouse old men coming in and greeting us upstairs. Saeny and I rapidly changed out of our pajamas and headed downstairs to join the morning coffee get-together. One by one, all the boathouse men filtered into the boathouse, and sat down for coffee and pastries.