We drove through a town called Grindavik, which I loved. Really pretty, a different from other towns for some reason.
This is where we were headed. We had to take a picture but they are such typically Icelandic names.
Coming into Grindavik
This building glowed
Sculpture in the roundabout
The harbour
Such a pretty town
We then drove down another bumpy gravel road to get to the Krysuvik cliffs. It was well worth the drive. The view was spectacular, and it was so peaceful, even with the birds calling constantly.
These people had cycled in on recumbents, and with a child! Impressive.
Mucky road
At the top of the cliff
Two birds nestled together on the face
I love this picture of John.
More on cairns later
The cliffs are huge.
Pensive, but happy & relaxed
Sea birds
Lots of poo
More unphotogenic ussies. Well, John looks good.
Setting up camp. For the record, it was way too cold for shorts & flipflops!
John's photos
On the way back to Selfoss
The sky was gorgeous
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