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þórsmörk
In the early evening, we arrived in the valley of þórsmörk. Grassy camping spots were abundant around the hut. A group of loud Americans (and a few Italians I think) were just wrapping up some kind of party in a nearby building. It appeared to be a feast complete with cake and beer. I cooked my noodles on the steps. All the better I suppose - it was one less meal to carry.
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