I next headed to the Westman Islands to see where my ancestors had lived. My tour wasn't going that way so I had to fly there on a free day. The Snorri Plus director Asta Sol made arrangements for me to be met at the airport there by a new cousin who would show me around. What an adventure all by myself! I left early at 7:30 am by taxi for my 8 am 20 minute flight to the Westman Isles by Eagle Air-a small two engine prop plane with room for 18 passengers-there were only 5 of us on board. I chose to fly since it takes 2 hours to drive to the ferry if I wanted to rent a car, then another 20 minutes to ferry which is a total of 3 hours or more which would leave only a few hours to explore the island before returning.
I was met at the airport by not one but three gentlemen-cousins who gallantly escorted me to their car for a tour around the small island. Ollie the driver (on the left above) was the policeman in town, the other two Borgbor and ? worked in the fishing industry if I remember correctly. They all spoke some English, but the driver Ollie spoke fluent English. They were excited to meet me their American cousin. We first toured the Mormon monument near the island golf course and the Mormon pool nearby in the ocean where many early converts were baptized. It was raining a little, so I took out my umbrella for the first time.
Sign to Mormon pool where many were baptized in the ocean,
it's on a golf course now. No trees anywhere near.
Mormon pool in center behind me circled by volcanic rocks 
Closeup of Mormon pool center-small circular area,
my ancestors weren't baptized here but in Utah
when they arrived because of persecution at that time.
Monument to Mormon emigrants to Utah
Sheep are grazing on the hillsides and on islands nearby.
A nearby restoration of early primitive homes.
There were little trees so rocks and sod would have to do.
Timber structure within only.
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| Westman Islands-part II |