Shetland's first lighthouse, on Sumburgh Head, is a listed building. Built by Robert Stevenson, who accompanied Sir Walter Scott to Shetland in 1814 - a cruise that produced his novel The Pirate, set around Jarlshof and Fitful Head.

Extract from the Journal of the Reverend John Lewis Methodist Missionary

Thursday 31 July 1823:
Preached in the Meeting House at one from Isaiah 12.3. Went to Sumbra heat [rectius Head] light house. Published for preaching as I went. The ground here is sandy, has some very good bear, the oats no a miss; this is the best corn I have seen in Shetland, and there is more of it. The popelation of these two Parishes is 3700. The towns are thick, but in general not better constructed than else where. Here are a few rabbits in the sand, but S. wind has blown many acers on the ground, which has destroyed many towns. In one bank I saw the other day some primroses but small and weakly, now in full bloom.

Saturday 2 August 1823:
This morning was wet. By ten it became very fine. The prospect is delightful: had a fine view of Fair Island, and up as far as Noss, and W. to Folla. Many boats in the Roost of Sumbro, fishing. The light room is truly butifully in a fine day, as every thing is kept so exceedingly clean and bright that the eye get dazed by the refflection. This is a lovely situation of a fine summers day, but in winter it is dreadful. Such is the violence of the storm, that the wind blows the stones from the clift beneath in showers, that it has dashed these windows to shives, blew in their shitters, the iron bars by which they were fastned bent a willow hope. Altho they are from 4 to 5 hundred feet above the level of the sea, they are compleately drenshed with salt water, and are fequently in distres for fresh water to drink. Having non on the head, it was dangerous to go and fetch any from below - - -
The most rain that fell here was on the 8 of May which was 72 parts in their gauge.
The warmest day this summer was in June when the thermometer was 57; the coldest, February 4, thermometer 26.
The highest state of the berometer was in May, when it was 30-26, lowest March, 28-2. Le[f]t the lighthouse where I slept two nights. Went to Mr Gearsons, where I dined, took tea, spoak to many of the cottagers about their soul. All seemed thankfull for advice. The people appear ripe for the Gosple. The bear in this part is very promising, but they say it is much later than last year. Quendle, the estate of Mr G. exceeds any thing I have seen in Shetland. I learn that it is the best in all the country. In walking along the beech I picked up some of the largest cockl shells I ever saw.