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| Skólavörðurstígur |
11:30pm last Thursday night, looking down Skólavörðurstígur. Lovely!
Compliance
Jökulsárlón
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| Getting ready for a carboat trip at Jökulsárlón |
I think this pic is so charming and silly somehow. The carboat was filled up with people and just waiting there on dry land. It reminds me of a photo I took years ago at Hljómskálagarður, the park by the town lake (interesting historical info at that link, btw.) All prepped up in their safety vests, the mighty seafarers of the glacial lagoon get set for their adventure...
Stockfish, or the Icelandic - Nigerian State of Mind
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| Fish heads out to dry on the Reykjanes peninsula |
On our drive south to Krýsuvík and Grindavík last week we passed by a forest of fish-drying stocks, and decided to stop for a closer look. Planted there in the middle of a lava field, the sight of all those low-tech A-frames hung with thousands of cod carcasses is somehow primitive and reminiscent of a simpler time.
Krýsuvík
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| The gorgeous view at the hot spot by Kleifarvatn on the Reykjanes peninsla |
We took a drive out to Krýsuvík today, only about 25 kilometers from the western end of Hafnarfjörður. The day was gorgeous, and aside from a few tourists poking around, we had the place to ourselves. Follow the links to read more about this dramatic patch of Iceland, so close to the capital.
Rest
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| The old Reykjavik cemetery just above the west side of the town lake, Tjörnin |
I love the old Reykjavik cemetery, which sits peacefully just above the western side of the town lake. Photos never do the quiet justice, though yesterday there were some serious conversations going on between a loud family of birds (starlings?) tucked into the branches above.
Elements: A House in Touch with Nature
Classic Iceland Eyes, re-posted from July 2010:
"This building and its companions, nestled into the foot of a cliff on the south coast of Iceland between Seljalandsfoss and Skógafoss, are probably my all time favorite structures on our island. I assume they were used as livestock shelters, built as they are as extensions of the gnarled but somehow soothing rock that towers above them.