Carpets of blue and white lupins and fields of Icelandic ponies
After a brilliant stay in our guesthouse Saxa with only two other guests, I think, we hit the road again. Actually, just up the road from the accommodation was Petra's House and garden, where an avid stone collector used to live. Apparently, this is one of the largest collections of stones in the world and it was certainly colourful and interesting. Every nook and cranny inside and out was crammed with rocks of all shapes, sizes and colours. She was a strong woman, the posters said, so I guess she ignored comments from her husband about how the collection was getting out of hand! It was a typical Icelandic day as far as the weather was concerned - low cloud, hanging like a great sheet just above the fjords, the occasional light drizzle for a few minutes, a bout of low fog, or possibly sea mist, a hint of sun doing its best to break through, but, in general, really good visibility and once again the fantastic undulating roads with their pleasant, gentle curves and virtually nobody...