Heralded by a celestial gong, a party of friends emerged from the west! Whereupon we experienced an earthquake, it snowed for 5 minutes and the sun shone like liquid marshmallow.
The dales to the west
the reverb from the celestial gong
The friends start by seeing my show..
Gizmo
Chronology of time
treats at the show
Magnus prepares one of his fabled fish bakes! Aided by an oven mitt known as Grandma Nanna.
The Feast, starring Grandma Nanna
I was so amped to have them around I forgot to photograph them properly, so instead here's some photos of islanders from the past.
Grandma Nanna and a cutey pie
Scaredy-cat.
an oil painting waiting to happen
A friendly ghost just hanging out.
Having bathed in the island's spirit in more ways than one, the friends returned to their lands to the west.
The next day the new Gamli Schoolers and Marina & I sailed with Vidir and Gunni to Olafsfjordur to rescue a stricken fishing boat called the Niels Jonsson.
Arriving in sunny Olafsfjordur
Tie 'er up
on her way to Akureyri to visit the doctor
We saw an Orca whale roundabouts this area.
whiling away the hours in the sunlit fjord, chatting and playing Uno.
a view to play Uno by
Arrival in Akureyri
we returned to Hrísey unencumbered
We stopped for a spot of fishing and chanced upon a school of cod feeding on Capelin.
poor guy, one of the eight I personally hauled in.
..carnage
we caught 31 cod in 20 minutes! (sometimes two to a line)
Codular transport
Vidir pries the flesh from their bones
Their tomb
what cod heaven is called
Back outside the marshmallow sun continues to blaze
Now that it's time to leave I'll be missing the views..
...the troll culture...
...the candy...
...and here
Adieu.
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