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| Good Morning, Iceland! |
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| Along the way we saw a lot of these plastic wrapped haystacks, probably for
livestock feeding in the winter. |
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| The breakfast must be protected from a very eager Emily. |
What could be a better beginning of a day than a delicious breakfast under a blue
sunny sky?
Munching on ham, smoked salmon, bread with homemade jam and butter, as well as coffee
and juice, this was the most enjoyable breakfast we had in Iceland.
After breakfast and stocking up at the local supermarket (no more malt extract!),
we headed towards the West Fjords,
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| A deep river gorge beside the road to West Fjords.
See how transparently clear the water is! |
a remote peninsula which was connected to the mainland
by a narrow isthmus of only 10 km wide.
West Fjords were famous for the extreme weather and glaciation, but visitor who
took the long journey would be rewarded by some of the most breathtaking views
offered by the country.
(Yes, I am copying from the tour book, but the tour book was right on the mark.)
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| 12:30pm |
This was the bridge over Gilsfjörður,
the entrance to the West Fjords.
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| A 360° panorama on the Gilsfjörður dam. |
After crossing Gilsfjörður, the road followed the coast to Látrabjarg,
the southwest tip of West Fjords.
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| The coastline in West Fjords. |
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| An interesting statue at a mountain saddle. We had no idea who he was as the
sign was in Icelandic. |
The fjords near Látrabjarg. Again, the sea was crystal clear. |
Wide sandy beaches near Látrabjarg, with farms just above the high tide line.
Many Arctic terns laid eggs on the beach. and would attack the heads of any intruders.
To prevent from being attacked, Thomas and CK held up branches to confuse the terns
about the location of our heads.
Still, better not stay too long. |
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| 5:45pm |
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| The cliffs of Látrabjarg. |
Látrabjarg, the westernmost point of Europe
(only 200 km from Greenland, North America).
The very impressive Látrabjarg Cliff was the nesting place of thousands of puffins.
You could actually walk up to the edge of the cliff, a few feet from the puffins.
(We should not have gone on the Puffin Island boat trip -- this was much closer, and free!)
We took so many pictures with the puffins before we realized that there were also
many gulls nesting on the cliffs -- just when the digital camera went out of memory.
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| Puffins. |
There were gulls too; see the baby beneath its mother. |
Emily and CK on the cliffs. |
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| 8:00pm |
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| Patreksfjörður |
Dinner, with real beer! |
Snacking on Esther's shrimp in butter sauce. |
We spent the evening at Patreksfjörður (Patrick's Fjord).
It was a small town, not particular interesting nor scenic, but among all the places we have visited in this trip, this was one of CK's favorite location.
Maybe it was the sun and the blue sky and the calm sea.
Or it was because finally we were at a place really really far away from where we came
from.
In any case, we had a very peaceful night of sleep.
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