There were a few days in March when I was convinced that spring had arrived. Perhaps it had, but only for a moment, because we had to wait another two months for the final farewell to winter. At that moment, I was overcome with euphoria. Within a few days, almost all the snow in the area had melted, and I could go for a walk a bit longer than before.
Every one of my big and small journeys here begins with stepping out the door, just like in Tolkien's story. I could stop there, and it would still be wonderful.
But let's continue, it's so warm!
This time, I left the path leading to Kirkjufell, and went up.
I have a favorite path where you're more likely to encounter sheep than people. But it was still too early for the sheep in March - they didn't return to the mountains until April or May (I don't remember exactly when they appeared again). So I was completely alone on the track that day.
The sun was still very low.
I love the view of our little fjord and town - you don't have to climb high, just twenty minutes is enough.
Just a few more steps and Kirkjufell emerges, with smaller St枚冒 behind it. And far beyond them, the Western Fjords loom on the horizon.
It was so warm that I could take off my jacket. I feel like the sun here heats up more intensely. I mean, when a cloud covers it, it's like stepping out of an oven straight into a refrigerator.
Let's take a look at the mountains. The tallest peak in this group is called 脰rn, which means Eagle. Last fall, I approached it twice much closer but gave up further hiking due to the short day. I was also afraid of solo hiking in unfamiliar conditions - there are no trails here like those I know from Poland.
脰rn photographed during a hike in October.
That March day, I didn't go any further. Although there was no snow on my path, the ground was very soggy, and my feet unexpectedly sank into small pebbles. I could hear a quiet rustling as water flowed between them.
One last look at the surroundings.
As for this whole spring thing - two months ago, I found out that there are really only two seasons here - summer and winter聽馃槈
脰rn and the other peaks of the Helgrindur range are still waiting for me. It's June, with the longest days of the year, but the weather does not spoil us. I think I will go on really long hike only in July. In the meantime, I'm exploring here and there around the Sn忙fellsnes Peninsula, which I also write about on my other profile 
See you!
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