Arnastapi to Hellnar, Jun 17th

Located in the southeast corner of the Snaefellsness peninsula, Arnastapi is a little village with a nice park overlooking the ocean and a dock. There are several paths for easy hikes that explore the cliffs and some impressive arches along the coast. For the more adventurous, there’s a trail that follows the coast line all the way to Hellnar crossing the Hellnahraun lava field.

When I got there, I was welcomed by a bright sunny and warm day, so I started from the very end of the road going around the dock towards the park. From here the views are already splendid as you pass a small gorge with a tiny rocky beach.

A small pond and Stapafell, a volcanic mountain fills the scene opposite to the sea

Walking around is very pleasant and the trail goes over several features that are worth stopping. The first is probably the most visited one, a rock arch that stands high above the sea. There’s a path to go over it or around depending on the views you want to get, but either one is nice.

As you get closer to the cliff edges, you can hear the birds that use every nook and cranny to set their nest. The contrast between the gray rocks, brown grass and birds is just fantastic.

The trail continues towards the Lava filed with even more features, most of which exposing columnar basalt that almost tell the story of big explosions and earth moving. As you continue, several chimney holes appear under the cliff edges

Eventually the trail gains a bit of elevation as it traverses the Hellnaharun lava field before descending on the other side towards Hellnar. The trail eventually ends at a road where a nice coffee shop awaits those that need a pastry and a chair under the sun. Next to the trail end, there’s a path that goes down to a rocky beach and another arch. What drove me there were some rock formations that, depending on where you see them from, the resemble a river of rocks. You can almost see how rocks flowed at some point and cooled down to the shape they are in now.

Further in I found another wall with birds nesting on the rock faces illuminated by a ray of sun that passed thru a crack. I stayed there for a while admiring the beauty before starting my hike back

Towards the end, rather than going around the coast line, I took a different path to visit the Bardur Snaefekksas statue (or structure). He is the mythical, half human half troll, protector and settler of the Snaefellsness Peninsula. It’s definitely an imposing structure

From there, I took a straight path towards the car without noticing some nests on the floor. In a matter of seconds, I had hundreds of birds dive bombing me, so I had to make a run for it all the way to the car. In the distance I could hear people laughing at my fortune but what the heck, it happens.

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Raudfeldsgja Gorge, Jun 17th

Not to far north from my first stop at Bjarnarfoss was my first planned short hike, and it was a bit of a gamble. For what I had read, the hike path only took you to the entrance of the gorge but supposedly, it’s possible to go in a bit further depending on how you handle tight spaces. Either way it sounded interesting. Finding the place was actually quite easy. As you drive along Utnesvegur, the main road, mountains rise from and sink on the side. This one in particular as a gigantic crack in the middle.

After parking my car, I started walking towards the mouth of the crack and noticed a patch of snow and some people walking on it. As I got closer, I noticed the patch of snow was coming out of the mouth of the Gorge and it had a big cave under it where a small stream was flowing out. It looked a bit unsafe to me so rather than step over it, I crossed the stream and approached on the other side

The mouth is very narrow and it looked like you could go in for a bit provided there was now snow. Looking up I saw how narrow the canyon is which probably explains why there was still snow in there. I guess it doesn’t get a lot of sunlight or heat.

I explored a little around and admired the surrounding scenery before heading back down and on to my next adventure.  

Bjarnarfoss, Jun 17th

The day after I got to Iceland I woke up early in the morning and headed north towards the Snaefellsnes Peninsula as there were a bunch of things I wanted to check out. I would learn quickly that in Iceland, the majority of well known sites are an easy walk from a main road and hiking distances are not that long. If you’re sticking to the known places, you can cover quite a bit in a single day. My first stop was Bjarnarfoss which coincidentally was not in my list. It just happened to be on the way. As I saw the waterfall in the distance, I started paying a bit more attention to the road and found a well signed turn to the parking area giving access to it. The path is a well laid out with an overlapping plastic mesh they use to prevent erosion and to provide good traction. From the distance the waterfall looks majestic as it drops from the top of an almost flat mountain over a basalt wall bouncing a couple of times before it reaches the bottom.

I followed the trail to the end and a bit more to take a closer picture before heading back to the car and onto the next adventure

Torshavn to Kirkjubour, Jun 12th

This was my very last hike in the Faroe Islands and one that I almost missed. That day I woke up to rain and wasn’t eager to go out and get drenched. After spending some time going over photos and reading about my lest leg of the trip, I finally decided to get dressed and at least head to downtown Torshavn and walk around. AS I did, I made a quick stop at the tourist office to see what they had and started talking to one of the guys there. I told him about the hikes that I had done, and he said I had covered pretty much everything I could in a week, but then he asked if I’d seen the Viking church. My eyes peeled as not only I hadn’t, but I didn’t know about it. Being a hike that starts from the edge of the city, he gave me directions and told me I should definitely go check it out. So, with this new info, I ran to my AirB&B, changed, grabbed my pack and drove to the trailhead. Lucky for me I still had hours left for the day and the rain had stopped so off I went.

At first, it was bit tricky to figure which way to go as the trail is the continuation of an old road. Once I figured that out and left the last farm house behind, I started a steady climb towards a ridge. The hike itself is very mellow. Behind you, Torshavn starts disappearing as you reach an almost flat area that the trail traverses. There are a couple of ponds and nice views towards the island of Sandoy.

About half way, I found a rock structure that looked like a throne and took a quick picture but the image of playing around and taking more picture stuck with me, so I made a mental note to stop on my way back and shoot away. More on this later. Once the trail got to the other side of the meadow, the sea below started appearing and far in the distance to my left was my destination. From my angle I was trying to identify the church but wasn’t lucky. I saw several older structures but none of them looked like what I’ve seen in the picture the guy from the tourist office showed me.

Eventually the trail took me to the farther house in Kirkjubour where I found an old boat. In the distance I could see some of the farm houses but still no church.

All the way to the coast I saw a promising structure but figured later it was an old barn as a tractor was driving to and from it moving hay

I walked thru the village and then, towards the other end, I noticed a black structure which ended up being a covered portion of the church. Before I got to it though, I noticed two or three old buildings with very bright colors and carvings which were made in the 1500.

The church itself stands in the middle of a small yard and only the walls are visible. This is not because the roof collapsed, it seems it was never built. It was quit interesting looking at the structure as well as some of the carved details on the walls and windows

Right across from the church, an old house is actually a small museum maintained by locals. The building itself dates from the 1500 and inside they have artifacts that have been kept since. It was an interesting visit with some interesting things to see

Once done checking all that out, I started my way back first saying bye to some very hairy cows.

As I mentioned above, I made a stop at the “throne” where I got my new remote, set the camera and took about 60 pictures. The result was this collage that I still use as my profile picture in social media. I had a lot of fun making this

Just as I was getting closed to the trailhead, I got my last good view of the city of Torshavn. The sun was going down and a gray cloud was hanging over it, but the view was fantastic. A good goodbye image to be kept from this amazing place

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Slaettaratindur, Jun 11th

Located in the northern side of the island of Eysturoy, Slaettaratindur is the highest mountain in the Faroe Islands. That was reason enough to put it in my to-do list for this trip. I can say I was not ready for the amazing views I would get from the top. The hike itself is pretty straight forward and not too long. It just goes up. From the start, just after going over the wood contraption that allows you to climb over the fence, you have wonderful views of the Eidisvatn lake.

As you gain elevation, you start realizing the lake is sitting on a plateau. At some point, a thin blue line appears between the edge of the lake and the mountains behind and soon you realize is the sea between the island of Eysturoy and Streymoy.

Then the trail makes a slight left turn and goes straight towards the ridge on the eastern side of mountain. The views are blocked by the ridge until you reach a rock outcrop, but at that point, the views open towards the north.

From that point, the trail kind of circles the top of the mountain until it reaches a point where you have a big step to get up to the very top. Unexpectedly though, it was a flat area and there was even a small rock shelter in the middle. The best part though, is that from that point on, wherever you look, the views are just incredible. According to the guide, you can see every island from the top of Slaettaratindur. I didn’t count them or tried to identify them, but it certainly seemed like you could see the entire country.

While there, the wind was blowing pretty hard so clouds where changing and moving rapidly. I got a couple of opportunities where the sun was able to peek thru the clouds and illuminate the side of the mountains.

After a while and before I started getting cold. I retraced my steps back to the car

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