Seven years ago I visited Iceland for the first time. Back then I heard so many “uhm, why?” type of questions. As I sit here on the last night of my sixth visit, I know ten people who are either here or have been in the previous week. It’s not the secret it once was, and that is great, it deserves to be seen. But that does not stop me from finding the other “secret” spots in the country. That is what this trip was for. I spent days in an area called the Highlands. It is so different from other parts. I will have a longer post on the whole thing as I share more photos from this week. But in short, I saw stuff that was tough to explain, drove roads that were tough to drive, hiked areas that were tough to hike, and did not regret a moment, and hope I am tougher now than before. On the way out of the Highlands, we found these two rams. Just sitting by the dirt road hanging out. I grabbed the camera and headed at them. Rams are not afraid like sheep who run away quicky. So they stood to greet me – they remind me of my dogs to be honest, shaped like Argus with horns. I slowly walked closer and they were fine, posed, I got my photos. I took three more steps closer, and the front one on the left told me that I needed to stop with four quick foot stomps of his foot, reminding me that even after this week, I was not as tough as I thought. Once more, I shot and said ‘thank you’ as I always do to sheep and let them be.
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Iceland posts are captivating. I look forward to enjoying more of your Highland photos.
Thank you!!
…..And we shall call this one “Timothy the Ram”…
Excellent story and pics. Cant wait to see the rest !