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It didn't rain. Day 3 dawns bright and sunny, and we start out with superb views across the ashy landscape. |
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For a while we follow the banks of the Markarfljót River... |
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... but soon come to the first of the 'black deserts'. It's a lot further than it looks in the clear air. |
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The group inspects a small and long extinct volcanic crater. |
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Views over the Markarfljót river from our third hut at Laufafell show incredible contrast in the clear Icelandic air. We will be staying here for two nights, so tomorrow is a rest day. |
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At the edge of the Markarfljót river we are fascinated by the minerals and plant life around a small hot spring. |
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Most of us go in different directions on our rest day – yet another day of sunshine. I find this lone flower, just 7cm high, trying to survive in the barren landscape. The 'soil' is actually a layer of dead moss, and very good to walk on. |
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Down by the river, a picture postcard view. Three of us cross the river to check out a plume of steam rising in the still air, and find our first real hot spring – a furiously boiling, sulphurous pool. |
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