Day 4. They say you know you've arrived in Thorsmörk Valley when the terrain changes completely. Lush, green, verdant. Full of sights, smells, sounds.
Day 4. Most river crossings required a change to Chacos and unbearably cold water. But ever once in a while a river had a bridge. Peep the inclusion of the hiker's shadow on the bridge. Arteest.
Day 4. Some parts of the trek were harder than others. More technical. Slippery, wet, steep. Like this.
Day 4. The terrain began to change. It was no longer just volcanic rock. It got progressively wetter, and greener. The vegetation became more varied and the landscape slightly hillier as we approached Thorsmork Valley.
Day 4. Sunrise. This camp was easily the most crowded - we fit 22 people in a 10x15 hut. But this view tho.
Day 4. Crew rolls deep. This day was one marked but lots of sunshine (ended up hiking in my tee), pretty flat terrain, and our last river crossing.
Day 3. Most of the day was fairly flat, over some rivers and mostly volcanic ash and rocks.
Day 3. Exploring the Shire?
Day 3. Lake Alftavatn was my fave in Iceland.
Day 3. Each day we had a few light river crossings, and about 1-2 heavier duty crossings that required change of shoes into Chacos/Tevas. Tough to tell at this angle, but this one in Day 3 was the widest and deepest. PS THE RIVER WATER WAS FREEZING ❄️❄️❄️
Interesting rock formations that I recall little about. At this point a warm, relatively flat day had little wind and lots of sun and kept me sufficiently sweaty.
Day 3. Started at the Alftavatn hut. Brushed my teeth to this incredible view. At this point we had 24km down, 56 to go til the end. But Day 3 was a comfortable 15km.
Day 2. Hiking down to our hut next to Alftavatn (Swan Lake). Iceland is famous for its fickle weather. Every morning we dressed in rain gear and waterproofed our bags as flash rains aren't unusual. At times made it really difficult to stay warm - one minute you're sweating though layers of sweaters and the next the cold rain is clinging to your body.
Day 2. After a few hours, the view opened to the most beautiful sight I've ever seen in my life. Snow, lake, green, volcanic ash - all in one place. Everything and the kitchen sink. It will be etched into my memory forever, and made the last few hours' trek down the valley to our next hut that much better.
Day 2. Another 12km day. Our hut was at 1100m, so Day 2 consisted of lots of downhill. First trudging through snow fields before we got back down to greenery.
Day 1. What started off easy quickly got a bit tougher as we climbed to about 1000m. Snow slowed us down a little, and we were excited to get to the warm hut at Hrafntinnusker. Say that five times fast.
Day 1. Started off relatively easy. Our 4 hour, 11km hike began by hiking up a few hundred meters among hot springs and crazy colors.
First camp on the #Landmannalaugar Trail. Five days of hiking ahead. Some innovative campers here, but we snagged a spot in the hut.
Who on earth lives in this little house?
We named this guy Chocolate Rocket. His real name was Brun, we later found out. #majestic