First we headed along the 5.5 km loop, hitting Svartifoss, a unique waterfall tumbling over a sort of amphitheater of basalt columns. You're able to see the waterfall from above, below and in a larger context, as a hole in the surrounding hills and scrub forest, fed by a thin, snaking river.
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