If you think this hraun in Kirkjubær is barren …
… please stop what you’re doing, because it’s making you think of someplace else.
This is Not a Barren Landscape
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Tag Archives: Iceland
The Troll Cats of the West Fjords
Worth a trip, I think.
Is that a troll mouse? Or a troll kitten? I need to go back!
A Lure for Humans
Whose trapline, that’s what I ask.
Wild Golf
Right. So maybe you see some tractor ruts. That’s tourist thinking, eh.
This is a city in the West Fjords. Yes, that’s the way they look out here. But, more than that….
… this is the þingeyri golf course. Yeah, yeah, in Canada where I live, golf is a gentrified sport, reducing indigenous and agricultural land to suntans and beer. In Iceland, it’s a bit different. I like that. A lot.
Note the amenities. Mowing crew.
Spotters.
Lookie-loos.
Water trap.
Clubhouse. Air conditioned.
Volcanic grunge. Very challenging.
9 holes, par 78. Watch that ankle. Here’s the first aid team. 
Lumpy bits. But lovely.
Really lumpy.
Real lovely. A bit soggy in bits.
But a great city view.
Lose your heart in the West Fjords. You won’t regret it. 
Fore!
When the Gods Smile On Me
They might let me live among the elves. I’d like that. We could talk nights.
Vatnsdalshólar – Austur Húnavatnssýsla
Hey, a guy’s gotta dream, right?
The Blue Lagoon On a Sunny Day
No, not the algae-infected waste water of a geothermal energy plant in the south.
Don’t be silly. The salmon rich mouth of the Sigridstadavatn in the north.
Escaping the Farm in Iceland!
In Iceland, it’s never just “a rainy day.” There’s always something fun to do. That’s the farm in the distance, in Seyðisfjörður. The escapees are in the foreground.
It’s a happy day of freedom.
On the open road.
With a view of their ancestral home. Nice.
Yeah.
The Icelandic Circle of Life
Puffins of the land.
Sheep of the sea.
Sushi, the Old Icelandic Way
The West Fjords Separate
Welcome to Iceland. That’s the West Fjords on the upper left. There’s more blue there than in most of the rest of the world put together.
See? Very blue indeed.
Well, blue or not, it’s separating, due by the looks of it to forces that are stretching the country out of shape. Here’s an aerial map I found in Skutustaðir.
Must have fallen out of the door of þor’s 4×4.
A Farm in Iceland 
