The first fishing trip of the summer was to Þingvallavatn. That trip yielded no fish. Afterward, an eighteen-day trip was taken to Oliva in Spain, and immediately upon returning home, I went to the lake again. Guðrún and I went together on that trip and caught one beautiful snail char, and the same happened on the third trip, so Þingvallavatn gave us two chars this summer. I took no photos at Þingvellir this summer, so a photo of filleting in the kitchen at home accompanies this short account.