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I brought my bivy sack to Iceland as it takes up much less space than any tent I could have carried.
The Hamrar campground just outside of Akureyri is situated with great views of the surrounding mountains and fjord. It also includes free high tension power line vistas.
As the light grew dim, I pointed my rented Toyota Yaris east over some high mountain passes.
Onward and upward.
Crags in the night.
I unexpectedly bumped into the Glaumbæ Museum as it was closing. This meant I didn’t get to go inside the buildings but I also didn’t have to pay an admission fee. This particular building was exported to Iceland from Norway or Sweden a few hundred years ago.
Underneath this field lies an old farm.
Sod houses.
Old tools of the trade.
The graveyard at the church next door.
The backs of the sod huts.
Just imagine living here in these houses. Iceland is not for wusses.