My sweetheart and I are back from a magnificent, spectacular, ten day trip around Iceland with a group from the American Littoral Society. Posts about the trip begin here, randomly, at Day Two: these pictures are from Gardar (my apologies to Icelanders for my being too hot and humid to try to find the eth and thorn key commands), on the Snaefellsnes Peninsula.
Two whimbrels (Numenius phaeopus) set up a hue and cry as I walked down a path towards the beach.
I knew why, but didn’t see the evidence until the next day.
The summer is short and intense up there just under the Arctic Circle, and the land is filled with vociferous breeding birds. (Stay tuned…)
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Gorgeous Iceland, lovely whimbrels. Glad the trip was a success. I was in iceland many years ago for barely 36 hours (anyone remember Air Luxembourg?). I found the place astonishingly beautiful and strange. And cold. I had to buy a sweater, my favorite for many years. Hope you took a photo of the lovely Icelandic sheep that wander across the road.
We slowed down for many a mutton-butt crossing the road. Most of the lambs were already getting on in months, but there were a few little lambchops on the hoof that were quite adorable. And those sweaters: I don’t think that they let you out of the country unless you buy one.