
Sharon and Pat at the beach near Vic, Iceland

riders near Vic

Icelandic horses near Selfoss, descended from Viking stock
It has been my dream (read Bucket List) to visit Iceland in the winter to see the Northern Lights. When I have expressed this goal to friends, the usual reaction is something like,”Whadaya, nuts?!” I recently turned 60, and at the end of a really wonderful party attended by family and friends, Pat handed me a book on Iceland.
“We leave on Wednesday,” he said. This was a Saturday.
We did get to see the Northern Lights, which as it turns out, is not at all a sure thing. We also stayed on two farms and were treated to tours and long discussions about livestock and farming in Iceland. Almost all of Iceland’s many tourists visit in the summer months (go figure) so folks had time to spend with us.
We learned that not only are the horses, sheep and cows descended from the original animals that came from Scandanavia in the late 800’s, but most of the people are too. Turns out the Vikings stopped by Ireland and Scotland to pick up “thralls” on their way to Iceland, so the people are of both Nordic and Celtic descent
Here are some photos of Iceland in winter..

farm with shelter belt to protect from rock slides

Icelandic ewes, descended from Viking stock

Icelandic sheep in barn, where they spend most of the winter

Pat with our new-found farmer friends

Icelandic cat and cow

Proud farmer. Each cow has a name, production records and lineage going back to the Vikings.

Sharon visits with a farmer about his sheep

church near Vic

Looking south to the sun over the North Atlantic

the mountains north of Vic

Two night trolls were pushing a ship when they were caught by the morning light and turned to stone

sign on the beach–sadly I couldn’t read it

Sharon with waterfall

our host and Pat with Icelandic sheep

Blue Lagoon bathers

not the Northern Lights, but sunrise near Selfoss