Having spent more time learning about crofting than we had anticipated, it was now time for lunch. And so we cruised on down to the Sumburgh Hotel. This felt like a particularly fancy option but they in fact had very low-priced lunches (later on as we were watching Shetland we were delighted to recognize the hotel featured as a retirement home). Plus the views off Sumburgh are gorgeous, though that is true of everywhere on Shetland.

The hotel was however also extremely convenient for being right next to Jarlshof, an archeological site and our next destination. It is a very well-developed site, much to my surprise. It has an admission fee and an audio guide and everything. And it is very impressive and cool (also, it’s another Sir Walter Scott site; he coined the name “Jarlshof” in The Pirate). Some 4000 years of history is laid out, from a bronze-age settlement right up to a medieval farmhouse. All these different ruins are stacked atop each other and I always find it fantastic when people decide to just keep on living on the exact same spot for thousands and thousands of years. Though it is Shetland which I suppose means there is a bit of a dearth of options.

The audio tour and paths have you wind up through history in approximately chronological order. I am always entranced by old-fashioned blacksmithing and they have the remains of a bronze-age smithy. Then you wind up past a very well-preserved broch, and it would have been even better preserved if it weren’t for erosion cutting away at the site and dumping about half the broch into the sea. A highlight of Jarlshof is one of the best-preserved wheelhouses anywhere. It had a very tiny entrance that I could barely squeeze through without crawling, but I very much wanted to see the wheelhouse. Though when I got in there I discovered a much larger entrance and I could have just used that. I could see how it would have been a really very cozy place to live but man it must have taken a while to build one of those.

From there you stroll through the remains of several Viking longhouses before finally ascending up to the highest and latest part of the settlement, the laird’s house. This might actually be the least well-preserved part of the site, though you could tell it would have been quite the house in its heyday. Per usual it’s good to be rich. The best thing the remains of the house offers though is a spiral staircase up to a platform where you can get a beautiful view of the ocean and coastline and most importantly for our narrative the Sumburgh Head Lighthouse, our next destination.

Although by this time we had ticked over past tourist season which meant the visitor center for the lighthouse was closed, you could still go up and walk around the grounds. And man it is gorgeous. Public parking is near the bottom of the hill (there are higher drop-off points for those not so good at hill-climbing), but even this provided some fascination because there were sheep grazing all around and we of course like sheep. As you ascend the hill you just get more and more stunning views. My super amazing wife was hoping to see a whale, but without tourists to look at them the whales had since departed for other waters.

Since the lighthouse is surrounded by cliffs this is also an excellent spot to watch the birds. We didn’t know much about birds but we are 30-somethings so of course this has an appeal. They certainly seem to have some cozy spots there on the oceanside cliffs. Up at the top we got to admire the lighthouse itself which is of course very nice, but also of course this is certainly one of the most expansive seascapes you’re going to be able to see in all of Shetland. On a clear day, which this very much was, you’re supposed to be able to see all the way to Fair Isle. I did not spot it but eventually I concluded it was likely directly up-sun and therefore invisible to us.

Although we were taking a break from Wool Week activities on this day it had been too many hours since we had last seen wool so it was time to check out some knitwear places. Specifically Nielanell and the Shetland Woollen Co. Both had very cool stuff and cute little shops and are worth the trip to Hoswick to check out. Though the only thing I actually bought was a lapel pin from the Woollen Co because it features a cone of yarn that looks like a broch and that is a very witty. Since we were in Hoswick we went to their Visitor Center, even if we only had 15 minutes until closing. It is well worth a stop-in (and around the corner from the other two shops) and from their very cute little gift shop we picked up a knit blanket in a Fair Isle-pattern but with natural Shetland sheep wool colors along with a miniature basket of peat, both capable of keeping us warm back home. Although it never stopped us, by this time we were worried about hitting the rather low weight limit on the Loganair flight, but how can you pass up a knit blanket?

Just a couple final adventures and misadventures to round out the day. I had sorta kinda wanted to see the broch of Mousa while I was in Shetland. I knew we were too late in the year for the ferry but was hoping to catch a glimpse from afar. From Google Maps I tried to identify a likely lookout spot and then had us try to drive there, though gave up before we were like, barreling through some poor farmer’s field. So we departed but then as we were driving up some random hill BAM gorgeous viewpoint. I had been a very conscientious driver up until now on the one-lane roads but suddenly I was pulling weird u-turns to the consternation of the very patient woman behind me (in the other car to be clear, not my super amazing wife, who was also very patient with me). Then there was ANOTHER great view point and I pulled over again and got more views but luckily for the sanity of everyone involved that was the end of it. By this time we had experienced a very full day but cakes are irresistible so we did make one final stop at the world-famous original Shetland Cake Fridge to pick up some dessert for that evening. A wonderful end to what was a very fun-filled day with just too many beautiful views to count.

Reading this week:

• Chief of Station, Congo by Larry Devlin

On the Wednesday of our Wool Week wanderings we had no planned activities. Well we did but we decided not to do it, the sunk cost fallacy obliterated by the fact that we had bought the tickets months before. We tried to give ‘em away but alas, no takers. This meant we spent the day driving around Shetland looking at various things in an even more touristy vein. At least things on the “mainland” anyway; we were too lazy to try to figure out the ferries.

Our first destination was the Crofthouse Museum. This museum was all about the traditional way of farming life in Shetland, each farm being a croft and the house being the crofthouse. The museum is set up as though it was the 1870s but the house was in fact lived in up through the 1960s. What had happened you see is back then a group of Shetland diaspora were visiting the islands from New Zealand where many Shetlanders had emigrated. Disappointed that the old ways of living were being lost but not having to live there themselves, they put the money together the money to preserve a crofthouse, and the museum was born.

The crofthouse is a traditional but and ben with an attached barn. Upon our arrival we went on in to the house and promptly went into the barn and were very surprised by the utter lack of living quarters in the place. Then we figured out you had to open the door to the actual but (kitchen/living room) and ben (bedroom) part of the house. Thereupon we discovered Linda, who was that day giving tours of the place.

An aside. One of the most famous things about Shetland these days is Shetland, the TV series. This is a pretty great show and me and my super amazing wife are working our way through it to relive our glory days on the real-deal island. It’s a murder detective show and since it’s been going on for nine series now it has touched every part of the island. They have to; the fictional murder rate in the show would leave the real-life islands nearly depopulated. The upswing of this is that everyone we met seemed to have had some connection to the show, and everywhere we went had been a filming location at one time or another. The Westings Inn, where we were staying, had been the scene of a fictional murder. The star, Douglas Henshall, was known for biking around the island to the various filming locations. There is apparently a Facebook group where the show producers will put up posts about needing extras or various props to see if someone has something. Here at the crofthouse museum our guide Linda told us about her brush with fame, where the show needed an old-looking suitcase as a prop. She had one and sent in a photo and the production decided it was perfect. Linda volunteered to bring it on down, but instead they sent a car service for the suitcase, which marked it as a real celebrity. The show eventually returned her suitcase intact and significantly more famous.

But back to the 1870s. The crofthouse was an all-in-one farm production facility, as referenced by us having gotten lost in the barn, which was under the same roof (having the cows next door provided warmth and was also convenient for doing chores without having to go outside). The but was where the cooking and knitting and other household activities would go on. They had there a big frame for doing lace and fish drying and the fireplace for cooking. While we were there Linda had a small peat fire going to keep the place warm (hence the closed door which confused us), and we learned that while Shetland has outlawed commercial peat harvesting since 2021, locals can still do it by hand for personal use (she showed us the tools and talked about having gone out to harvest peat as a youth). The crofthouse is really a very cozy home, though with a whole family I can see it feeling cramped. This example was a fairly well-decorated one, including a clock from Connecticut that was apparently all the rage in the 1840s. It said “E. Pluribus Unum” and like hells yeah man, ‘Merica. They also had some ship-themed art which is near and dear to my heart.

Another fun fact is that while the but is the living room of the house favored guests would actually be brought into the ben, which was considered the nice room despite or because of being the bedroom (since it was the bedroom it wouldn’t be full of cooking and laundry and chores). The beds themselves were encased in a sort of wooden chamber or cabinet. As you crawled in at night this gave you some privacy and extra protection from any cold winds blowing through the roof.

A driving consideration for the architecture of the house is that wood is precious on Shetland. There are no forests so all the wood that comes ashore is driftwood, either from natural causes or perhaps shipwrecks. So parts of the house will be cobbled together from whatever wood you can get; I think the stalls for the cows were separated by bits of barrel and ship rudder. Outside there was a shed roofed by an old boat that was no longer seaworthy but was still roof-worthy, I guess. Waste not, want not. And then finally and unrelatedly I just personally thought it was very funny that the museum had installed modern toilet facilities in what I think was another barn, which would have been quite the juxtaposition if it was historical.

After seeing the crofthouse itself you can wander on down towards the seashore and check out the local mill. Inside the crofthouse there was a small hand-cranked mill for grinding grain, but also the neighborhood had gotten together and built a mill powered by a small local stream. I am kind of amazed it worked given how tiny the stream is. The building itself has signs outside warning you not to go in due to its dilapidated state, but looking underneath you can see the waterwheel and around there are the remnants of water control mechanisms. Then down on the seashore we just wandered around the rocks and admired the waves and enjoyed a very sunny and warm day. The crofting life could not have been easy, but there had to have been some real pleasant moments.

In my last entry I fast forwarded from Uradale Farms to a talk given by Jamieson’s of Shetland, but we in fact did several other things in between those two events. The most significant one of which was visiting the Ninian Shetland studio!

We didn’t have a tour guide on this excursion, which meant when the bus driver (a different one from our buttonologist) dropped us off at the studio in Scalloway he just sorta told us to head on in and we were very confused (it’s not their storefront so it didn’t really have like an obvious door we were supposed to use). But eventually one of the ladies on the tour knocked on the door and Ninian founder and designer Joanna Hunter answered the door and had us come on in. This gave the whole thing an air of us having just popped in though of course Joanna was expecting us. She was apparently very excited to the Wool Week group as opposed to non-knitting specialists (which I suppose includes me actually) who just didn’t understand what she was all about.

Joanna was very fun and very cool and gave a great talk. Her husband is English and her sister-in-law in French and she interacts with a lot of Americans and when talking about people would do their accent which made things very funny. The thrust of the talk was her design process, and to describe it she absolutely loaded up the table we were all sitting around with various knitwear examples. What she was most excited about was that she had apparently been cleaning out her parents’ attic to put insulation up there when she found a bunch of old family knitwear her forebears had knit so she had been diving into those for inspiration.

She clearly puts a whole lot of thought into textiles (I suppose this is her job). Ninian does machine knitting, and she opened the talk by telling the group that we would all be converts by the end. And you know what I do want to get one of those suckers. I don’t think it would be too bad to get a “domestic” knitting machine, as she called it. Prior to this I had been familiar with circular sock-knitting machines, but it had not occurred to me that you could also have a flat knitting machine. Ninian had recently acquired a gigantic Japanese computer-controlled machine and it was pretty impressive.

Just because a machine does the knitting though doesn’t mean there isn’t a lot of work involved. Joanna had a crew of 10 or 12 women putting together all these items. Although the machine produces the flat pieces of knitting you have to seam them up to make them into 3D garments. There is a machine for this but it still involves someone lining everything up by hand (later at the Jamieson’s talk they told us their limiting factor in how many sweaters they could produce were finding skilled operators of these seaming machines). And that’s still the end-stage of the process; Joanna talked about having to test different tensions for one design because the two layers had different weaves, so it was a lot of R&D to make it lay flat.

My biggest surprise during this whole talk was learning about how recently Shetland had a household-based piecework textile industry. That feels medieval, like in middle school when they are teaching you about the history of industrialization they are like “peasants used to have looms in their homes but then they invented sweatshops” and you bask in the glow of capitalism. But although Joanna had started her knitwear business 25 years ago she really got her start helping her granny out run pieces of sweaters off of their domestic knitting machine. Apparently everyone on Shetland had one (Joanna will still test designs on one in the corner of the studio instead of getting the big computerized Japanese one going), and she talked about her grandma getting deliveries of yarn from the wool companies, which she would knit up and send back. This was, by Joanna’s telling, the thing everyone in her neighborhood did. They taught knitting in schools even, for both boys and girls. This was wild to me but maybe we could learn a thing or two.

To wrap up the talk, Joanna ran off an arm warmer from the knitting machine. To finalize our conversion to machine knitting she wanted to show us how fast it was, and it was indeed pretty fast. The machine spit out the flat version and then Joanna took it over to the seam linker machine to finish it up. It was very cool to see the whole process in action. Later on we would get some pillow cases from Ninian’s which we like very much.

Back in town our next destination was the must-visit Shetland Textile Museum, housed in the dramatically named Böd of Gremista. A böd is a warehouse sorta thing for storing fishing equipment, and also for storing fishermen when they are away from their homes. This particular one was built by the manager of the Gremista fishing station, hence the name. Before the Textile Museum, the böd’s claim to fame was as the birthplace of Arthur Anderson, co-founder of the now-defunct Peninsular and Oriental Steam Navigation Company. But you knew that as I did from the Wikipedia.

The museum is pretty small but very nice, and seemed to be overwhelmed when we visited with Wool Week visitors. They have a small room with a large loom (perhaps the last of its kind on Shetland), which was the traditional loom for weaving tweed. This room also housed a taatit rug, which at the talk we went to on our final night in Shetland the phenomenal presenter described as the only fully domestic textile on Shetland, what with the knitwear largely being for the export market. But then you go upstairs at the museum and it is stuffed with a whole bunch of displays of various donated traditional Shetland knitwear. Really a great source of inspiration and also history in the flesh (wool). An essential visit when you’re in Lerwick.

Since you’ve already heard about the very final part of our day, just going to mention here that we also managed to visit Clickimin Broch, which is a pretty well-preserved broch (minus the fact it is a bit shorter than it used to be) right in the heart of Lerwick, across from the Tesco. That was fun to stomp around, even if we were disturbing the teenagers hanging out on top of the wall. The horses in the field next door were pretty to look at as well. On to more adventures the next day!

The next day of our Shetland Wool Week experience dawned and our first stop was another farm tour. This involved another bus ride. This time we did not have a guide, so the bus driver took it upon himself to give us the tour. This was especially entertaining for me because we passed a lot of the same things and covered the same ground, but from a different perspective. I thought of this as the “buttonologist” tour and it was charming. Nothing too crazy here, did you know loch above Lerwick provides most of the water for Shetland? Or that Shetland produces most of Scotland’s mussels and half of its salmon?

The drive eventually brought us to Uradale Farm. The sheep side of things were run by Ross, who was very nice. The most exciting part was Ross rounding up some of his sheep into the pen for us to admire, but of course it wasn’t Ross who round up the sheep but Pip the sheep dog. It is always amazing to see sheep dogs at work, just utterly locked in. A little trivia for ya is that they told us you always want your sheep dog to have a single-syllable name. This has to do with the commands you’re going to give the dogs apparently. Another piece of trivia is that Pip is very much a sweetie, who enjoyed getting some ear scratches as much as we loved giving them.

Ross’s story is that he found he couldn’t compete with the wool and meat producers when he first started off 30 years ago. You’re up against these giant industrial farms, and if you’re dedicated to Shetland sheep you are at a major disadvantage. Shetland sheep are much smaller than the mainland breeds, which means they produce less meat and less wool. And the wool they produce can be less desirable, what for being multi-colored. So Ross took the other path, raising his sheep organically and catering to much more bespoke places like fancy restaurants for the meat. I think he said he started off with 12 acres but now has 1200, but I wonder if that’s not actually such a great sign; with farming being less desirable the farms naturally wind up consolidating with the people that want to keep farming. I suppose that is the same for agriculture everywhere.

After our outside demonstrations we went on inside for lunch and more chatting abut yarn. One factor here I’ll highlight is that with Jamieson’s being such a force on the island, every other yarn-adjacent thing kinda makes digs at ‘em? The confusingly-named-for-familial-reasons-but-entirely-different-shop Jamieson & Smith has a sign out front of their place that says “Home of Real Shetland Wool.” Here at Uradale it was Ross saying about naming their yarns, “I don’t like names like 1234 something.” Instead they name their yarns after things from Shetland, like the deep layer of peat for the black yarn. Also interesting to note here that they use the same dyes on the different natural colors of the wool off the sheep which provides a whole wide range of different color ways.

This brought us to the stunning discovery that Ross’s wife Viveka aka Dr. Velupillai is a linguistics professor who came to Shetland to study the language. Ross is in fact bilingual, speaking both English and the Shetland dialect. So her whole project was studying and preserving and promoting the language and diving deep into Shetland’s culture. Which made her another Shetland import so yeah man people seem to show up to the island and fall in love and make it their whole life. Married to your work. One of Dr. Velupillai’s efforts is I Hear Dee, which has resources on the language. She gave us the low-down on the various languages that have come to Shetland and how they evolved into the local language and that is super cool. She also designs knitting patterns for her yarns. And then finally they also had a project on display where they recreated an authentic vararfelður, and you could tell it was authentic because of the smell. My super amazing wife walked away from Uradale with yarn for a shawl.

To pad out this blog post and also because I talked about people taking digs at Jamieson’s two paragraphs ago, I will fast forward to the evening when we attended a talk from Jamieson’s. We had been disappointed that we couldn’t nab tickets for the mill tour so this was the next best thing. The talk was mostly about the spinning process, which wasn’t too surprising, though he talked a lot about what a hassle it is to do the dyeing. They’ve brought this upon themselves. One of the big things about Jamieson’s is that they have 220 different colors of yarn. They can’t reduce this number at all because sometimes their commercial customers will want them to recreate stuff and so they need the color. They apparently export the majority of their stuff to Japan. And by “stuff” I mean machine-knit Fair Isle sweaters, so now I know what to keep a lookout for if we ever get to Japan. Though Jamieson’s has started doing blended yarns to get some of their colorways instead of doing it purely with dye, which is simpler in some ways, and avoids some easy ways to make mistakes. A final fun fact is that while we were visiting they had done an exclusive limited-time color, i.e. they had messed up a batch when dyeing. Then the second half of the talk was from Gudrun Johnston, the Brand Director for Simply Shetland. A big part of the talk was how being the Brand Director had changed her perspectives on designing, which seemed to involve designing things with colors they had a lot of and avoiding the colors they didn’t have a lot of.

All in all a very interesting talk and the Jamieson’s folks seemed like good people. But the biggest thing we’ve learned so far is that if you want Shetland yarn, there is actually not shortage of options to choose from.