‘Close down by the sea, and not all troubling themselves about my presence, are five ravens stuffing themselves with fish-guts, and all the near sea is alive with eider-duck, sanderlings, gulls and cormorants: there is no ripple on the water, and the sun shines bright on the mountains that fence in the wide bay: the said bay is Broadwick (Breiðavíð) which names Biorn, the Broadwick champion of Eyrbyggia, him who was found in America in the last chapter of the saga. Just opposite me is a long range of cliff down the face of which tumbles fifty feet of grey glacier stream right into the sea’ (IJ p 143).

‘Many streams running down from the mountains fell from the cliffs’ edge besides the big grey one above mentioned: some of them had cut a passage through the rock, but the more part fell right over the bare edge; it is strange riding through these to see the sea below over their waters. As we rode over these cliffs an eagle flew to meet us, and sailing quite close to our heads, pitched down on the cliff’s edge not twenty yards from where I rode’ (IJ p 143).

‘A[Kreyri] – busy – merchant, sorb trees: chaffer – hotel – me like Wapping – dull day, cold, no rain’ (IJ p 234).