What a meal! The college here, where we eat dinner nightly, has three departments, one of which deals with freshwater fish. To show off, they prepare a special dinner once a month for whomever wishes to eat it. This dinner always consists of Arctic char, a species similar to salmon. Tonight they served that dinner, and offered us char in nearly 20 different dishes, from raw to smoked and from pate to soup. Delicious! The college will soon offer an Arctic char cookbook for sale, and I would buy it except that I don't know where to get Arctic char in Los Angeles.

Today's work in the field had us at Reynistadur again, for the whole day. We spent the whole time in eight different trenches, cleaning their sidewalls to some extent, but mostly discussing and arguing about what we could or could not see in each wall. As a group, we tried to determine what layers appeared, or not, and whether the layers came from turf walls or from natural deposits on the site. As a result, we ended up drawing none of them, but tomorrow, when we go back, we will be able to draw them a lot faster because we understand them much better.

We do work tomorrow, although in the evening we plan to drive over to Skagastrond and help them with some kind of partying they have planned. Skagastrond lies one fjord to the west, and we may not be returning to the college between fieldwork and the party, so I may not make a journal entry for Saturday. Apparently this party they're throwing is some kind of festival but details are scarce. We believe there will be drinking, however, so most folks are looking forward to it.

We had another overcast day turn cold, windy and clear on us, but lying down in the bottom of trenches scraping dirt with a sharpened trowel tends to ward off the worst of the northwind while taking advantage of most of the sunlight, once it appears in the afternoon. We had lunch on the backside of a low hill, and while sitting there eating, had a herd of cows come and watch us from the other side of a nearby fence.