Nothing short of amazing: A boat ride past towering bird cliffs, fishing villages abandoned more than 50 years ago, Arctic tundra, the magical sound of loons on a placid lake, trekking across a snowfield on the way across a pass, the sight of majestic fjords as we descended from a cloud, and an e-ticket return boat ride.
The boat ride from Isafjordur to Hornstrandir. The return trip was a wild,
wind-whipped ride with stomach-churning swells.
We had little trouble getting across the next two streams ... it was the last one that we had to take our boots off and wade ... we started feeling our toes again this morning.
Heading into the clouds and over the pass.
Getting high in Iceland.
The view on the other side of the pass.
Descending toward Heysteri.
A fitting end to the hike ... look closely to see the full rainbow.
Today, weather permitting, we'll be doing an overnighter on a sailboat that will combine island hiking, birding, kayaking, swimming and accordion playing. Yes, you read those last two correctly. Stay tuned.
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