It is Tuesday (still) and we're down on the south coast. Tomorrow we pass through Vik (pronounced 'veek') on our way to our new hotel/location.
Today we were all like James Bond martinis, shaken not stirred, as we trekked up to the southern highlands of Iceland. Eleven hours on rough dirt tracks that were mandatory 4 wheel drive, and even that was chancy at times - especially fording large streams of rushing water. Still, it was worth it for the truly untamed scenery. Very overcast much of the time and the rain came down in the end making us retrace our tracks instead of the planned route.
Enjoy the images, I'm off to sleep!
Steve
PS. I would give these images titles if I knew where they were. That will have to be later when I get a detailed map!
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