And so we headed southwards, towards Iceland.
Husavik is a town on the north east coast, according to some records the country's first permanent Norse settlement back in 874 AD. We spent a day on a local horse farm, getting acquainted with the Icelandic horse (and a couple of its canine friends).
The only breed of horse throughout Iceland, the law forbids the import of horses and the return of any Icelandic horse that has been exported for whatever reason (some were exported to the UK to work in coal mines). Icelandic horses are small and have two additional gaits to the walk, trot, and canter/gallop of other breeds and we were treated to an impressive display.
Then onto the Snaefellsnes peninsula in the north west, with its backdrop of ice capped mountains, waterfalls, raging seas, black lava beaches. And a whale or two.
Finally, Reykjavik, a flight home and a sight for sore eyes.