The buildings, impressive – the view, so unforgettable.
Mariners’ life saviours,
towers of light.
Sumburgh Head, a grand father’s concept, architectural wonder – a grandson’s dream playground… The Stevensons, whose name breathes through headlands, skerries and battered rocks, have left a mark through times.
You must reach it out on foot to deserve Sumburgh Head.
You may feel a complete adventurer. At each level, North Sea & Atlantic offer different treasures.
I still remember my first time.
Each breath weighs its own gold.
It attracts a whole world. Sailors, nature lovers, historians or poets, on the trail to pleasure.
In the eyes of the wanderer, it is a magnet painted white surrounded by deep blue, jade or titanium grey… All depends on the sky.
Today, I walked through my own steps, always uphill to reach its top – marvelled one more time at the view, retraced steps of old light keepers in between boilers & fog horn… Pointed my spyglass to known wings, immaculate crests of ocean, and felt at one with the island.
It even holds new gems, with a brand new visitor centre, where folk of all ages will gaze at such technological wonder, as well as its environment. The jewel in the crown will take your breath away.
And if you are curious, just click at the link for sumburghhead.com for your own induction.
It is scheduled to open doors on 2 May 2014.
No doubt visitors will love it.
And if the Northern Lighthouse Board still own those towering beacons, Sumburgh Light, the first of our islands’ towers perched at the very southern end, built in 1821 by no other by RLS’s granddad, stands proud on this headland.