Saturday, 11-May-2024, and Sunday, 12-May-2024


My adventures brought me to a town I can’t pronounce.

Translated, the name means “Church Farm Cloister”, which is a very direct and simple description of the town – there’s a church, there’s a farm, and there’s a cloister. Or… there was, back when the name was picked. Or someone was describing it, and the other person thought that was the name? Man, I don’t understand people today, much less vikings.

And that’s a neat part! This town WASN’T founded by Vikings! At least, not entirely…. the cloister was founded by Irish Monks, who practiced and early form of Christianity back when Iceland was primarily following the Norse religion. It’s a beautiful down, snuggled into a valley with the standard huge soaring cliffs and cascading waterfalls that’re so common in Iceland.

Of interesting note – there’s two great restaurants, and Iceland’s tallest tree here.

Of also interesting note – There’s one of Iceland’s first hydro power generation facilities here! I can’t really call it a “generation plant”, since it’s approximately the size of my bedroom, but… very neat piece of previously-lost history, reclaimed by Icelandic artists.

Of further interesting note – Great hiking. We had a grand old time braving the rain and kicking around the trails around town, above town, and through town. Definitely worth the visit if you happen to be in the area!