Edge of the world...

Helen and I took a trip up to Hillswick and Eshaness today and it is the furthest north in Shetland we have ventured so far. It was super changeable weather-wise, but extremely dramatic visually. At one point we were ambushed by Shetland ponies; one faced us off in the middle of the road making us stop, then another two appeared at each side of the car and proceeded to lick the windows. We were lucky to escape alive...