Not too many sad faces on Remembrance day for Icelandic sailors. PIC finnurtorfa

Not too many sad faces on Remembrance day for Icelandic sailors. PIC finnurtorfa

The arctic island called Iceland would probably not be settled still had not the locals throughout the ages risked life and limbs fishing the treacherous Atlantic ocean. You may not know the hard history of this country but this is no small feat in biting winds, freezing cold and more often than not lousy boats in dead of dark winter. And those guys never knew warm clothing from North Face.

Nowadays, our fishermen are much better equipped but a fisherman´s life is still pretty hazardous.

It is to pay our respects to the men risking life and loneliness out at sea we celebrate every year the first weekend of June the Fisherman´s  day or Day of the fisherman. Not long ago this was a very formal and godly affair with local dignitaries commemorating those lost at sea an perhaps coffee and biscuits afterwards with a solemn face on everyone.

However, times change and now this day has in many places turned into a weekend and in one or two places a four-day festival where people are less interested in dead sailors than having fun at fairs held in many towns and villages.

As fairs and festival go some of these can be quite good and entertaining for the whole family but then again the attraction for foreign visitors can be negligible since such gatherings are mostly copy-pasted from abroad and thus very like the fairs and festival you are used to from smaller towns back home.

In any case, if you want to partake join the party every first Sunday of the month of June every year. The festival takes places in most villages and towns in one form or another with the biggest in Reykjavik, Heimaey, Grindavik and Akureyri the largest.

Oh, don´t bring flowers, nobody does anymore.