A small ætarmót, or family gathering, up at Hraunsnef, the farm that my dad had grown up on. This smaller group was just the descendents of my grandmother. Basically, the winter cards group, plus people that don't like cards, and the rest of each family all got together for a camping/BBQ trip.

I'd thrown Jared and Nerida on the plane that morning, and was already booked for a dinner the next day, so I only went up for the BBQ and post dinner party games, then came back early the next day.

Took the slack option the next morning because of a bit of drizzle and opted not to do any exercise and climb Baula as planned