Bike Trip (part 3)

  A stream flowed over the cliffs and into crystal clear pools below.

 The color of this pool was turqoise to deep blue. Years ago people started throwing silver coins into it, that catch the sun and give it an eerie glow.  

   A farmstead along the lake.

 Signs to be emulated in the U.S.; small maps of the surrounding area along with locations and distances to the nearby towns.  

   Back in Reykjavik the following day, doing some last minute shopping before catching the afternoon flight. I just missed this truck (right of center in the image) whose driver must have lost control and plowed through the main street and ended up perched on a concrete barrier. The perils of auto travel (and of walking through town)
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