In Grundarfjörður
We woke up to glorious weather, and headed for the pool in Ólafsvík around lunchtime. We discovered that it was an indoor pool, which was not very appealing in the blazing sun. We therefore drove a little ways east to Grundarfjörður.
The public swimming pool in Grundarfjörður. I failed to take a picture in the other direction to document the very impressive view from the pool.
We went to Cafe 59 to eat a late lunch. We happily arrived just as a big crowd was leaving, and before another one arrived.
Adda and Halli.
Hildur, Arnar and Anna with Kirkjufell in the background. We laughed because the ex-Californians sat in the shade, while the proper Icelanders sat in the sun. At one point the waitress removed the sun-brella to fit a pizza on the table, and all the ex-Californians wailed in protest. The pizza ended up on a chair by the table.
Wine from LIVERMORE?!? I didn't know they had any kind of wine-anything there...!
We drove west past Kirkjufell (Church-mount) and stopped by a sandy reef to play. The tide had gone out while we were swimming, so the beach was huuuuge compared to what it had been when we drove past it earlier.
The threesome makes their way towards the ocean.
Sand formations, overlayed with just a little bit of water.
Finnur reaches the waterfront.
Halli heading towards the ocean.
There were quite a few jelly-fish stranded on the beach, waiting for the tide to come back up again.
The kids playing in the sand, with Kirkjufell in the background.
Adda and Halli stand guard by the kids.
Two jelly-fish on a beach.
Bjarki cleaning out one of the sand-toys.
A couple of jelly-fish in the water.
Finnur and Bjarki by a very large jelly-fish.
Another large jelly-fish.
Bjarki got very tired walking so I took him up on my shoulders to walk back towards the little dots in the distance.
Before heading back, I walked out on a sandbank for a bit.
Bjarki's boots by Finnur.
Time to head back to the car.
Sandy waves.
A rather dead crab.
The adults collapsed into bed after the beach trip, except for Adda who heroically took the kids to the playground. We had dinner, and then tried (and mostly failed) to get the kids to bed early. Here is Anna reading to Arnar.
A ghost-like Bjarki heads for the bedroom.
The adults did manage to play a bit of Rummikub, and have a bit of a chat before heading to bed.