Yell

We loved Unst so much we decided to give Yell the same attention and thanks to a lovely lady at the Ferry call centre, we got sorted on route home from Unst to sort out our sailings for Yell.  Driving up past the Ness of Sound tombolo and via Windhouse (haunted house?!) we headed to the Gloup memorial first. Then to the Sands of Breckon where we immersed ourselves in the Viking settlement foundations and as we headed back up the hill from the beach, we were treated to a magical moment when the voice of an opera singer came into our ears.  As we turned down to face the bay below, we saw her wild swimming, singing her heart out and who then appeared very close beside her in the water to see her in action? A seal.  The siren and her selkie.
 
We headed down to North Sandwick and got our walking shoes on to walk down to the beach and abandoned crofts, along the bay and over the cliffs and waters edge to Burraness Broch – bit of a long trek through bogs and sheer cliffsides but we were rewarded – not just with the atmospheric presence of the moss strewn broch and the views out to sea, but also a juvenile basking shark, so close to us, a first for us and we were all delighted. 
Finally, a drive south towards the ferry to the mainland via a wee pitstop at Gossabrough.