… is a sight to behold.

Thundering down …

… in its enormous strength…

… not to be trifled with …

… as it forces its way …

… from glacier to sea …

… relentless and all-consuming in its mission.
… is a sight to behold.

Thundering down …

… in its enormous strength…

… not to be trifled with …

… as it forces its way …

… from glacier to sea …

… relentless and all-consuming in its mission.
Iceland is traditionally described as a place of fire and ice. And that’s definitely true, but there are so many other stunning variations.

We visited Thingvillir National Park to find forests, barren lands, farms, lakes, geysers, and waterfalls.

Stark, foreboding, bucolic, serene, pretty – all these descriptors apply in breathtakingly beautiful diversity.

The barren lands will suddenly open into a healthy forest growing in the lee of an ancient volcanic crater …

… while farms thrive …

… among the beautiful lakes …

… and hot springs.

More pictures are coming.
Greetings from the land of beautiful diversity.
We arrived at Keflavík airport in Iceland at 8:00 a.m. local (2 a.m. for us) and although very tired did our best to push through it. We decided to do a much-needed walk through Reykjavik to stretch our legs and also so that I could reaquaint myself after a number of years since my last visit. This is M’s first visit and we are very much enjoying it together.

It was overcast with a misty rain but not an unpleasant day. We enjoyed walking around one of the ponds in a nearby park and viewing the colourfully-roofed houses on the opposite shore.

This is a grey lag goose. Quite different from our ubiquitous Canada geese at home, but the behaviour was quite similar.

There were lots of marsh marigolds in bloom; so pretty and bright.

As with many port cities, Reykjavik is built on a hilly area next to the sea. The walking requires lots of up-and-downhill; we felt it was very good for us after our flight. Once we finished a light lunch of an excellent seafood soup, we headed back to our hotel for some much-needed sleep.
This is a famous rock formation off the northwestern coast of Iceland called Hvitserkur, which means “long white shirt.” It’s covered in a lot of white bird guano, hence the name. When I visited, the sea was much rougher and the wind was fierce. This is an unusually calm day.

The result of ancient volcanic magma, in Icelandic folklore this rock was thought to be a petrified troll. Too bad the same doesn’t happen to internet trolls. 😉
Happy week. 🙂