Month: July 2019

The Birds

Thursday, July 4, 2019 Did you know that “Iceland” in Icelandic is “ísland”? At 8:00 sharp this morning when they opened, Molly was in communication with Wild Westfjords, the leader of our canceled trip, hoping to find an alternative activity for the day. They offered another hike, this one with less elevation gain but double the distance. Since Molly had been seeking cliffs, and I, something easy, we opted instead for a three-hour trip to […]

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Fjörður and Foss

Wednesday, July 3, 2019 Before we bade farewell to the Hotel Látrabjarg’s Joél and Karl at 10:00, we struggled to decide whether or not we were going to make the trip to the bird cliffs after all, before veering north for Ísafjörður (“ice fjord”). The weather was foul, with rain, fog and powerful winds. The famous puffins would probably not be visible. We began to drive along the gravel road, Molly again at the wheel. […]

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The Road to Látrabjarg

Tuesday, July 2, 2019 I had been dreading today for seven months, for the simple reason that I was pretty sure I was going to die on the road to Látrabjarg, today’s ultimate destination. Today, I’d drive, because being a helpless passenger would be too much for me. Molly and I both awoke at 1:00 in the morning to find the sun low in the sky but still bright. At 3:30 a.m. we heard a […]

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Snæfellsnes

Monday, July 1, 2019 We were glad we had reserved two nights at this particular AirBnB, since it was so comfortable, scenic and remote. It’s in Útnesvegur in western Iceland on the Snæfellsnes Peninsula where, all day and night, the icy winds howled from snowy mountain to ocean without cease. The sun barely pierced the chill. I was glad for my layers of wool and down, and my stylish turquoise blue earmuffs. By 8:45 in […]

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