Skagaströnd was, when I was a child, a bit run down. Many houses needed painting, gardens were unkempt and people didn’t seem to take much pride in their surroundings. Now, however, the town looks neat and tidy and it’s an attractive little place to visit, although, to tell the truth, I wouldn’t want to live there.
Here an old trawlboard has been erected as a decoration down by the port scale. Back then, it would have lain somewhere rusting and rotting away, but someone has clearly seen some artistic value in it.