We started at a former herring factory. It used to be a busy place till the herring disappeared in 1960's. Sad story. Overfishing makes me sad and is one of many reasons for our vegetarianism.
We continued north through the tunnels and by the sea to Dalvik, Olafsfjodur and to Siglufjordur. It was a beautiful fjord trip from the rain to the sun.
Guerrilla Knitting the First Icelandic way
Apart from the history of herring and the airplane accident we also learnt about the local system of avalanche prevention and it was a day of wild orchids. I haven't seen such a number of them in my entire life. They are so delicately beautiful.
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