After taking a leisurely breakfast of eggs and bacon prepared by Sebastian’s father, Hernan, Olav and I set out for a casual stroll in the nearby hills.

We’d already witnessed a sheep run and rescue earlier that morning, and were ready to tackle the next adventure. 

We ended up climbing over a few fences, and trekking through uphill bog to meet this glorious view:

It was totally worth getting my socks and leggings snagged and boots muddy.