"Phantasmagorical Hornstrandir"
Part 4/5
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I climbed the mountain towards the cliffs accompanied by Haukur and JunPyo .
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The first level is reached, I take a little advance while Haukur explains the territory to JunPyo .
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As we move up the sky whitens. The morning clearings are evaporating and the sky is cloudy.
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We are soon at bird’s height and float in the clouds.
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Here it is finally that is revealed. The Mt. Kálfatindar and its peaks rise to 520 m above the sea. The clouds slide on it at a crazy speed.
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We are progressing eastward and fall on this box perched on a rock…
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… he soon joins his brother, playing hide-and-seek in lush vegetation…
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… climb on the rocks, never ceasing to play…
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… to sometimes suddenly freeze to watch me. I know I should not be here, disturb them. I am on their territory. I am their guest.
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We reach these vertiginous cliffs. We use ropes to reach the summits.
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Haukur does not seem to be suffering from any vertigo on his playground.
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Where I am, we can see the sea several hundred meters below. The birds pass a meter from me. It is very impressive.
I stay here for hours, savoring every second. I meet the Arctic Fox Center girl doing surveys in this area. She advises me to be extremely careful.
“Are you alone? Be very careful. These cliffs are dangerous because it rained a lot. Pieces of rocks can collapse. If you fall, no one will find your body “.
I thank her for these recommendations.
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I take these moments to review the Mt. Kálfatindar . The clouds are sometimes faded to let it appear in all its majesty. I gave him a nickname: King of Cliffs.
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I did well to wait. On the ridge I see two foxes watching me. Maybe those all-in-the-hour?
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Their immobility does not last: silhouettes move…
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I quickly understand their excitement: they caught a bird.
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It is 8:30 pm when I decide to go down to the camp.
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Arrived at the lake I discovered a mirror on which a couple of swans peacefully and their little one.
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It’s 21:53. Like every night I enjoy the horizon that takes its turn at the end of the fjord. With for once, a little color.
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