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| The morning view from our hotel before departure. |
Our first stop - and the first of the many waterfalls and thermal springs on our journey to Borgarfjordur - was the Hraunfossar waterfalls, a 2900 ft. stretch of lava with multiple springs, and the Barnafoss waterfall. The translation of Barnafoss is "waterfall of the children" because, according to the legend, 2 children from a nearby farm fell to their deaths from one of the bridges - since destroyed at the insistence of their mother.
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| Clockwise from left: a section of the Hraunfossar waterfalls; Barnafoss waterfall; bridge over Barnafoss.
And for your enjoyment, here's a couple of video links for you to enjoy the sight AND sounds of the water...
Clockwise from upper left: scene of 13th-century poet and native son, Snorri Sturluson's death at the hands of an assassin; Deildartunguhver thermal springs; Borgarnes bridge; Stykkisholmur Lutheran Church; sculpture of Asmund Sveinsson.
The sounds of Deildartunguhver thermal springs...
Hlif prepares a common Icelandic snack before we tackle the Helgafell (holy mountain),
a sacred hill about 250 ft. high. We had malt and dried cod with butter.
(I thought the malt was OK, but I would have reacted like Deb did on the right
if I ever had to eat dried cod again in my lifetime).
Just as we reached the top of Helgafell, a gorgeous rainbow appeared.
Top right, the nearby church; lower right, Kaye makes her way to the top.
My view from the hotel in Stykkisholmur.
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