Atlantica - 01.10.2006, Page 52

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A ten-day trip through the interior of Iceland. Sleeping bags, canned food,
rain, wind and a glimpse of sun. On the last day, here in Mosfellsheidi,
25 kilometers from Reykjavík, the horses smell home, rest and
freedom. For ages, the horse was the only transport between
settlements in Iceland. Now, the horse is more popular
than ever, offering another way to see the country
– slower, closer, better. PS
At Last
PHOTO BY PÁLL STEFÁNSSON
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