Among trolls, this is a great one, with a seagull for the glint of an eye and a volcanic tube for a mouth, with a troll child inside it.
And those wings! Let’s not forget that Arnarstapi means Eagle’s Loss. And our gain.
If the tide is right, as you walk along the cliff path in Arnarstapi, you might be so lucky as to spot the birth of a dragon, right where the water and the land touch.
If you open the picture in a new window, it will be larger and you will see the dragon clear as day.
And if you look back, you might spot its midwife guardian.
A good place to walk with respect!
Keeping. Everyone Safe in Arnarstapi
Lost the path to Arnarstapi? Or Hellnar?
Sometimes a thrush will lead you the right way. Well, actually, where a thrush leads you is always the right way, whether you are coming or going.
Note that the light is off in the distance, over Midhúsavatn and Knarrartunga, but with its darkness Gatklettur hides it.
Tricky old rock!
Arnarstapi is marketed as a quaint fishing village. What that means is tour busses from Reykjavik dropping off crowds, who line up at the fish and chips shop, not that fish and chips is anything other than a British dish, but what the heck.
Here’s the fishing fleet in the harbour. In the depleted seas, it survives by catching fish for the fish and chips shop.