|Place of construction:||Remontowa shipyard, Poland|
|Launching:||29 December 2015, watch the video|
|Passenger car capacity:||150|
|Wheelchair seats in the lounge:||7|
|Class:||DNV +1A1 R3 ICE-1A CAR FERRY B E0|
The ferry Tõll has received its name after the Saaremaa hero Suur Tõll (Large Tõll).
Who was that ancient hero?
Tõll was large. He was so large that when walking through a stormy sea the waves only hit him up to the waist. He was even so large that he could be seen from afar, even across a forest. He was the size of a giant.
Tõll’s actions were appropriate for a hero as well.
Tõll lived in Tõlluste, Saaremaa. He loved his home very much and he took good care of the people of Saaremaa. And not only that, the Hiiu island and people had also been in his heart like his own island and people.
For example in case of stormy weather Tõll kept an eye on the sea and if some ship was in trouble there, the hero ran straight through the breakers to help the sailors. Thanks to Tõll everyone was always saved from drowning, he brought every last one back to shore under his arm.
When the enemy was militantly trying to get to Saaremaa, Tõll was the one that drove the strange sword-wielders away. It was not always easy, as often he was met by an entire courageous army. Fortunately the battles mostly ended with Tõll scaring those picking a fight with his might, who could still walk, back home the way they came, sometimes even further.
Tõll however most enjoyed the calm island life. He was restrained and not a man of many words, that loved to work quietly. In that respect he was a simple farmer as anyone else. He ploughed the field with great care and usually put in so much effort that a barrel of sweat rolled down his face. But that was no problem, after a long day of work Tõll heated up the sauna, took a juniper whisk and beat the tired limbs until the muscle ache had gone. For dinner he always cleaned himself up nicely.
Tõll also had a great appetite. Fortunately Tõll’s wife Piret knew how to take into account the man’s ravenous appetite. For dinner the woman had always boiled an entire cauldron of cabbage soup and baked at least six loaves of rye bread. Tõll would then munch with his whole mouth so that the forest echoed. At the same time he would stare into Piret’s eyes, as if sending gratitude and love in his thoughts. Such were the pious moments.