Sure looks like a troll!
But just down the beach, check this out:
Did trolls have a war some many thousand years ago, with huge cannonballs, or what? Because this iron is not wedged into the rock from above or behind or any such thing. It’s within the rock. I guess, only the trolls know.
And they’re messing with us.
Some are very young and shy.
Right. Reykjavik has cats. Read all about the dears here: A Cat Lover’s Guide to Reykjavik. 20,000 cats in the Capital Region. And 19,000 humans up North in Iceland’s other great city. A coincidence? I think not. I think the cats of Akureyri keep humans. They are super sneaky. Do you see a cat in the image below?
No? That’s because she was just happy to let you know that she was out in the blizzard, and you, well, you weren’t, were you. Sorry, Capital Regioners. A victory for Akureyri here, by the looks of it.
I think they’re baby trolls. Just practicing. Perhaps it’s a good idea to go there and pretend to be scared. Teach them a little wildness, maybe.
If you follow a troll, you will find more trolls. You will also be on no set path.
If you follow a cairn, you will find more cairns. This is called pathfinding.
If you follow a human figure looking at a pile of trolls, you may or may not find a path, but you won’t be alone.
If you follow a cairn among trolls …
… or a troll cairn among lava bits…
… you are still not on a known path. Mind you, paths might be overrated. There are also walls. If you follow walls, you will find other walls.
But here’s the trick. Once you’ve wandered off like this, you have made a path. It’s what you find along the way that will guide you into getting back. As the sun goes down, you will be glad of these troll sheep guiding you home.
It matters not if they are ‘real’ or not. They are the path.
Longs ago, lava flowed off Snæfells Volcano. Then a glacier settled in and began to comb wind out of the sky and blow it across the land, just so. The result is dragons in the lee of the lava, where the snow, the very stuff of the glacier, collects along the sea.
Imagine what the mountain is doing to you!
A week ago, Snaefellsnesjökull shone for us out of the blue earth and the blue sea, in welcome.
We spent a week in her power.
Today she said good-bye.
The gate is closed for now.