Every other year, the best horses and riders from all over Iceland come and compete against each other. It’s called the Landsmot. In 2006 the
This is one of those great people-and-horse stories that you could never make up. I only take credit for finding, documenting, and delivering it to you. It has to do with saving a horse that… Let’s start at the beginning.
The Landsmot lives on throughout the following two years through constant conversations, second-guessing the judges, comparing riders and horses, watching videos, making wish-lists of breeding stallions and just plain gossiping.
I delayed my return flight home just so I could see Stebbi and Fridgeir together in Dalvik. Iceland Air, of course, charged me a penalty fee for changing my flight in order to promote Iceland, but it was a well worth the detour. First, let’s orient ourselves. Even for Iceland, Dalvik is way up there…
Witness 100’s of horses, 100’s of riders and one beauty queen all get along together in the pomp and ceremony of the opening of the Landsmót.