a day in Lónafjörður

All kinds on weather but mostly inconstant sun.

I leave the boat together with the mountain skiers and then stay behind in order to look around and take pictures on my own. They'll anyway climb up somewhere where it is too scary for me. With every cloudmove the scene looks different. Wind chases snow back and forth and swirls into a tower. The skiers turn into dots.
Pancake and reading pause in the boat. During low tide we go to collect mussels. Thick snowfall. Cold, and gloves get wet. The hunt pays off because a bit later Siggi delivers one delicacy after another to the table.

over the mountain

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