Their boat turned in towards us ready to board our vessel to take us to their island, a fastness, craggy, bleak, treeless.
To winter peat fires, gales, darkness, weird northern tales of gods and trolls, black nights seared by bright light curtains, a violent Viking heritage.
A place where cold sea and ocean overturn the crippled sea stacks, our lives in the boarding party's hands and our skilful Shetland pilot.