Scandinavia Trip: Day 6 – The Eastern Lofoten Islands

Technically, my day began when I went to sleep a little past midnight: I looked out of the window and saw the law orange sun burning amidst the trees. Once we woke up again, we drove eastwards from our accommodation, spending the day between Vestvågøya and Austvågøya. Having driven past the remarkable church in Borg a few times, we made a quick stop there to see it from up close. We spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon stopping at viewpoints around the two islands.

We reached the village of Henningsvær at around noon. It is quite a large settlement nestled thickly on an island formation just south of western Austvågøya. Though less quaint than the villages of the Western Lofoten islands, it offers equally impressive views of surrounding mountains, as well as the opportunity to walk on some ancient volcanic rocks. The most interesting group of such rocks is just to the side of the modest football stadium in Henningsvær, which is quite renowned for its picturesque location and remoteness.

It was difficult to find a good restaurant – rather than a café – but we did manage to find one at long last. After eating, we decided to turn back; I was quite tired after the amount of driving I have done over the past three days. We made one final stop at the former Nazi fort in Eggum, a radar installation that was used to spy on the USSR during the Second World War. Today, it is a popular destination for campers thanks to its scenic views, as well as sheep, thanks to its delicious grass.

The view from Borg Church
The view of the Viking Museum from Borg Church
The tower of Borg Church
The Church in Borg
Another view from the church
Gimsoy Beach
The same
The view from Lyngvær
Untitled by Dan Graham
Boulders to the left of Dan Graham's installation
The same
Henningsvær
A view south of Henningsvær
The football field at Henningsvær
Volcanic rock
More volcanic rock
The view from Eggum Fortress
A view through a window of Eggum
The village of Eggum
A beach by Eggum

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