Hrrrr. It's been a cool day. A taste of what the winter might be here. Wind from northwest 8 m/s at the most. Dark clouds keep surrounding us but so far we have got rain only for five minutes.
We slept well in the little room in the attick. Satu made fire in the old stove in that room and the place was quite warm for the entire night. Nevertheless we felt somewhat tired. Perhaps the cool weather and the physical work for the office ladies from urban world had taken over our bodies. Anyway we were in a great mood and happy to be here.
We had breakfast inside in the kitchen and deciced to finnish today the tasks that we had started earlier. No morning swimming today! With ladders and safetygear on we climbed on the roof of the outdoor toilet building and scrubbed the rest of the growth for the painters. Now there is only one iron brush left! Then we continued digging the grass and tree roots from the roof of the warehouse thinking that if the sea and the ice doesn't destroy the 127 year old building then it is the grass that spreads in every tiny little hole and cravass popping up the concrete.
For supper we took the grill out and made chicken and vegetables in a foil bag. And pampered ourselves with crepes and raspberry jam. Delicious! Despite of the cool weather we ate outside. It's one of the treats in this extraordinary place to have the most magnificent view from your meal seat. The allways changing colors of the horizon.
The wall of lighthouse offered a good shelter from the wind and there Kikka took a 10 min nap after the supper. A squiking sound took our attention. The camera of the cost guard standing on the warehouse roof turned. Usually it looks to the west or east. Now it turned totally around pointing at us sitting in the inner corner of the lighthouse wall. We toasted towards the camera and what happened! The camera bowed down and up a couple of times and then turned to the regular position. We were thrilled. We are not alone. In fact we are very safe.
In the evening we made some firewood and heated water in the big stove outside. Then we took a walk around the island. The sea level is so low that the old marks on the rock can be easily seen. Also we admired historic carwings made on the south side. We heated up the kitchen stove and enjoyed the feeling of Märket with a thought: we are lucky ladies to be able to experience this.