Iceland Saga V
On the second day of the trek, Constance stopped to admire the black sand and red lava by the edge of the Skafta River.
After eating lunch here, we walked up the cinder and ash valley visible at the other end of the lake.
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This little valley is said to be inhabited by the hidden people…
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Min and Constance check out a small cave.
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We spent the second night in the valley near this elf house. Constance and Min went exploring around in the lava formations at the edges of the valley.
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The hidden people are very secretive. Constance and Min aren’t saying whether they happened to meet any of them!
Great shots – I love the perspective in them, makes the girls seem much larger. And, what a landscape!
The girls are large – at least in their own minds they are! They found the landscape absolutely awe-inspiring.
Wow oh wow, what amazing scenery they are getting to see and you have set up the photos so well too. Wonderful!
All the Hittys in this household are adventurous, but Constance is the most adventurous of all…I just follow them about with my camera!
Ooooh! Footprints in the black sand, blue lake, fairy ring, elf house–it’s all just spectacular! We can’t wait to see MORE!!
Constance is not finished recounting her adventure – more is on the way!
Love it! The footprints on the sand are a hoot! What a great experience!
I may have to retouch Constance’s boots, but she feels it was worth the wear and tear.
Iceland is so beautiful. Constance and Min are lucky little hittys and the photographs are gorgeous.
They were lucky! I felt lucky to traipse around after them – none of us will ever forget this adventure.
Fabulous photography! I am absolutely and thoroughly engaged with this entire series, loving every moment of it!
Thanks! It might be difficult to take a bad picture with such amazing surroundings! I am glad you are having fun following us on this great trip!
Amazing! The trip looks magical. I’m glad the girls all got a chance to explore.
It was truly magical…the Icelanders kept pointing out rocks that were trolls caught in the sunlight and elf houses, and telling stories about the Jule Lads that would curl your toes…the border between the states of what we call magic and reality seems extremely blurry there.