We are in Hofn (strangely, pronounced sort of like 'Hep'), a fishing place by the water and the place where a good proportion of the langoustines (Norway Lobsters) sold in Iceland are caught. So of course we had to splash out and try them here.

We have only eaten langoustines once before, and that was on the Isle of Skye. There they were served with brown bread and butter, and were delicious. The langoustines at 'Pakkhus' in Hofn were equally delicious, and we certainly received a good serving. I chose the langoustines with spiced butter, while Bob's were cooked in a wine sauce. In this simple wood lined restaurant right by the harbour it was magic. Mind you, the place was packed, people were at the bar downstairs waiting for tables, and nobody seemed deterred by the cost. A meal to remember.

 
 
Earlier in the day we had walked out to the Sailor's Monument. Set out on the Osland Peninsula it is surrounded by water, islands and many breeding Arctic Terns. They zealously guard the breeding females in neverending swoops and whirls. They also swoop anybody who gets close and make quite a racket. It seems unbelievable that they migrate to the Antarctic area during winter in Iceland. 70,000kms - how could they?

Hofn is a small town, but there is a lot going on by the shore.