Old and new were berthed side by side in Kirkwall this evening.
The Statsraad Lehmkuhl alongside the Varagen.
The Earl Sigurd approaches.
After a quick back paddle to allow the Earl Sigurd in to berth we got a little closer to the tall ship.
The scale of the ship is awesome.
It is a familiar sight here and in the old part of the town the masts are the only thing bigger than the cathedral.
I can see the masts from the windows of my house, whose first owner was a sea captain.
It would have been an impressive sight even then, 120 years ago.
We rarely get to see it under sail.
A lucky few folk, stranded in Norway, hitched a lift back to Blighty on the ship's last voyage from Bergen recently.
With the wind and tide in our favour we made easy progress towards Thieves' Holm. After experiencing the spring tide on the approach to The String we turned for home. As the wind strengthened and the weather deteriorated the return journey was what an absent friend would have decribed as a 'grunt'.
It was time to head for shore and a cup of tea in NK's copious shelter.