Cliffs at Fjaðrárgljúfur

It was cold with spitting rain and mostly dull, grey skies. But still. What a ruggedly beautiful place Fjaðrárgljúfur is! The cliffs were soggy, slippery. Yet you can see one brave soul out walking the cliffs. If we'd had more time, we'd have gone back when the conditions and light were better.

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