On Saturday we hiked the Dimmuborgir trail from Mývatn, which was almost 7km. It was a really great hike. The trail wound through small, gnarly fairy tale trees growing over huge rock formations made by lava thousands of years ago… Past Grótagjá….
… Till it came to a huge gravel hill with a gaping crater (the name if which escapes me at the moment as I pass the time while waiting to be picked up 20 min outside Egilstaðir).
A short walk from this-gates-of-Mordor-esque monolith, the actual lava fields of Dimmuborgir start. Huge lava formations in a stone henge-esque circle were filled in with hardy, dark greenery as well as moss and lichen of every color spilling into the crevices that the path twisted to avoid.
In the evening we tried and failed to get to Dettifoss, but did see some cool geothermal something: