The morning of first day on the Laugavegur trek was filled with expectations. At the start of a trek I'm always fresh and excited (probably because I have a full belly) and I tend to take a lot more photos in the mornings before I get tired and grumpy towards the end of the days.
We hadn't walked very far from the hut before we came across a field of arctic cotton. The cotton appeared slightly bedraggled because it had rained the day before, but really, the colourful hills of Landmannalaugar in the background can make anything look better.
On a day like this it felt like summer would never end.