Fjaðrárgljúfur Gorge 2.0
Icelandic names are a handful. They intrigue my desire to explore an unknown spaces.
As soon as we pulled up to the Fjaðrárgljúfur Gorge, I noticed how dramatic the terrain was. We grabbed our gear and pranced over the edges. Absolutely unreal. Deep crevices covered by a mixture of green moss and black rock, birds flying in and around the gorge, topped off by a deep blue river dividing the range. It was a pinch yourself moment.
Icelandic names are a handful. They intrigue my desire to explore an unknown spaces.
As soon as we pulled up to the Fjaðrárgljúfur Gorge, I noticed how dramatic the terrain was. We grabbed our gear and pranced over the edges. Absolutely unreal. Deep crevices covered by a mixture of green moss and black rock, birds flying in and around the gorge, topped off by a deep blue river dividing the range. It was a pinch yourself moment.
Icelandic names are a handful. They intrigue my desire to explore an unknown spaces.
As soon as we pulled up to the Fjaðrárgljúfur Gorge, I noticed how dramatic the terrain was. We grabbed our gear and pranced over the edges. Absolutely unreal. Deep crevices covered by a mixture of green moss and black rock, birds flying in and around the gorge, topped off by a deep blue river dividing the range. It was a pinch yourself moment.