N 63.67979°, W 19.76503°
Time evaporated in the þórsmörk valley so rather than drive into oblivion on the next leg east, we've decided to stay close to its mouth at the coordinates shown. It's still amazing scenery here and we're close to an awesome waterfall that would, in most any other surroundings, be a huge visitor attraction in its own right. It's obvious from footprints in the old track leading up to it though, that we're the first people to walk to its base in a long time. It was worth the 10 minute walk, apart from the superb vistas we spotted another merlin, this time a male - definitely on a mission for tea - darting fast and low close to the huge rocky outcrops.
We lost an hour or more in the valley trying to get to the very tip of a glacier that was tantalisingly close, but we were thwarted by a fast-flowing river. The river was festooned with exposed boulders and stones, none of which, unfortunately, lined up in such a way that made leaping from one to the other possible for Emma. She had a good go at a couple of crossings with a most excellent determined-face but it wasn't to be. The consequences of a misjudgement could have been more than a soaking so we made a grown-ups decision to give it best.
I felt sorry for Emma as she'd been genuinely giddy about getting to the cave-like formations right on the tongue of the giant beast.
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