Idyllic Day at Thingvellir
[Here is a blast from the past: A trip to Thingvellir on 13 September 2014. This was formally documented on 27 December 2014. Enjoy the snowlessness!]
Finnur wanted to fly his drone around Thingvellir during autumn-color season, so we drove there one Saturday morning, and hung out for a bit. (40 images total)
Bjarki being a happy camper.
Following the drone going up.
Wooosh, there it goes!
Kids killing time.
Anna with a mini-bubble on her finger.
We drove along the big rift area further into the national park.
Emma with some added wind protection.
Drone flying is difficult work!
Out comes the close-up lens.
Family photo! In a bubble!
Extreme close-ups are fun!
Anna borrowed the camera.
A lone bubble.
Good times!
I hope we didn’t disturb the fisherman too much!
Which berries are these?
Autumn colors on blueberry leaves.
Finnur giving Emma a walking hand.
A crowberry (krækiber).
A lone blueberry. This was a bad year for berries in our part of the country.
Driving back towards the main Thingvellir site.
Tourists up on the ledge. We should go there someday, it’s been decades since I stopped up there!
We made a quick drone stop by the river, but nobody got out of the car except Finnur.
Hrefna in her natural habitat.
The big angry bee, judging by the sound.
Off it goes again.
Finnur wanted to make one more stop, this time by the dive site Silfra. The surrounding area was packed with people!
All the diving/snorkel-tour vans.
No public parking where the vans are. Grrr!
There was constant foot traffic!
People being prepped by a guide.
Anna off looking for berries.
Silfra is a one-way diving street. You walk down some stairs, make you way down this waterway, and come up on the other end, and walk back to the car.
A swimmer getting help from a guide.
This is where people emerge from the water.
Finnur flying again.
Meanwhile, people were lounging in the freezing cold water.
Walking back to the car, I had Emma in a walking backpack. Unbeknownst to me, she lost one of her shoes and went completely berserk. She wailed bloody murder and tried to kick herself out of the backpack, and I had to physically restrain her from toppling out of it. It was not fun. Once we discovered the shoe was missing the screaming made sense, and we realized we’d just gotten Knuffle bunnied! Emma calmed down once Anna had retrieved her shoe.
After the scream-fest we were ready to go home. We drove past these farm-houses on the way back.
We also saw some horses.
All in all it was a good trip, and it was weird to still have most of the day left once we got back home because we’d left so early!
