I revisited my Icelandic horse photos on Flickr today. You can see the best of the bunch here, if you are interested.
This is the skewbald stallion is Álfur frá Selfossi being ridden by his owner, Christina Lund.
We went in August 2012 and it was my first time visiting this incredibly special and magical country. I would definitely go again, any season armed with every camera I own. Iceland is addictive.
We spent most of our time gazing at the horses that were living beside our little house where we stayed, in their natural environment trying hard not to buy everything we saw.
If it were easier to import horses into this country (and perhaps a little cheaper), I would’ve bought more. They have a very roundabout route to go – Iceland to Liège (Belgium), then into Britain somewhere in the south. It is a pity they can’t drop them off in Shetland en route.
I did, somehow, end up with four horses in my suitcase and that was me being restrained while I left the Voice of Reason at home.
Looking at my photos today, I realised I need to go back. I need to see it all, and more, again.
It wasn’t just horses we looked at. We went round, Jo, me and Daisy and saw fascinating geographical stuff including the Strokkur Geyser.
(a fountain geyser in the geothermal area beside the Hvítá River in Iceland in the southwest part of the country, east of Reykjavík. It is one of Iceland’s most famous geysers, erupting about every 4–8 minutes 15 – 20 m high, sometimes up to 40 m high – thank you Wikipedia).
I will admit to get rid of the people standing round the Geyser, I might’ve muttered the words “BBC” to get some space to photograph it!