by bre | Aug 25, 2025 | Hot springs, Hiking, Tiles
📍 ///surreal.plastering.hesitating Here we are, cozy in a café in Höfn, waiting for the specialist. A diagnosis, some treatment, and perhaps the promise to continue the journey. For the past few days, a feeling of unease has been setting in. Without complaining, we gritted our teeth,...
by bre | Aug 23, 2025 | On the way, Hot springs, Hiking
đź“Ť ///enclosures.denture.bathwater The night was incredibly clear: a sky studded with stars, with no light pollution for miles around. If I'd had a little more energy, I could have enjoyed it more. In any case, it heralded a...
by bre | Aug 14, 2025 | On the way, Hiking, Disordered thoughts
đź“Ť ///newlywed.placemat.fajitas 14 km between HlöðuvĂk and Hesteyri. The first 5-6 in a light but steady rain, the kind that never falls hard enough to convince you to bring out the big guns, but which eventually penetrates all the layers and hits...
by bre | Aug 13, 2025 | On the way, Hiking
đź“Ť ///proteins.gridded.comebacks The. Rain. Has. Stopped. Yes, yes. We didn't believe it anymore. We left as soon as possible, heading for HlöðuvĂk, 10 km from here. Two passes to cross, some technical sections—enough to dampen the troops' morale, quickly boosted in Búðir,...
by bre | Aug 11, 2025 | Hiking, Visit
đź“Ť ///indirect.highlighted.detrimental After a few stops to drop off and pick up hikers—or exhausted guides—we finally arrive at HornvĂk, the main camp of Hornstrandir. While Gabrielle sketches the captain on the boat, I disembark to...
by bre | Aug 11, 2025 | On the way, Preparations, Hiking, Disordered thoughts
đź“Ť ///queries.counteract.reveal The quayside is calm. The wind carries the smell of salt and the open sea. The bags already weigh on our shoulders, but it's our hearts that beat faster. In less than an hour, the sea will be our route and the horizon our only compass. There we are...
