We were on some of the most incredible black sand beaches today, and I was loving the textures and lines in the basalt columns and other rock formations. I don't think there was any place today to get out of the wind except in the cave at the first beach.
The glass of red wine was a welcome evening treat following our evening outing. I've never photographed in such howling, relentless wind. I'm surprised I wasn't blown clear back to Oregon. Bed is a welcome, calm environment. Good night from the southern most place on mainland Iceland, the farthest north I've ever been.
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