I am lucky enough that my parents live near the corrals where the two biggest horse round-ups in the country take place: Skrapatungurétt and Laufskálarétt. Both boast of being the biggest, but the numbers speak plainly: Skrapatunga is the winner with 800-1000 horses to Laufskáli's 6-800, but Laufskáli is the most popular, with around 3000 people in attendance, which can make it difficult to actually approach the corral itself. This is why I recommend Skrapatunga to visitors who want to experience this spectacle.
Both places are tourist destinations, with foreign and local horse enthusiasts paying to join in the round-ups and tourists arriving by bus to watch the spectacle when hundreds of horses flow across the landscape like a massive river before being driven into the corral in smaller groups.
Penned horses waiting to be driven into the corral, or possibly the steeds of the people who took part in the round-up:
A cameraman filming the horses in the corral:
Horses in the waiting pen:
Here the former headmaster of my elementary school helps herd horses towards the right compartment in the corral:
This guy has clearly immersed himself in the local cowboy culture (nearby Skagaströnd is sometimes called - tongue in cheek - the country culture capital of Iceland):
A young horse awaits its fate. Most of the summer foals are sold for slaughter, only the most promising being kept for taming and/or breeding:
Sniffing the unfamiliar smells of strange horses:
Imprisoned in a compartment:
This one doesn't quite know what to think:
Resigned to their fate:
A frightened young horse being pushed/pulled towards a compartment:
Looking for a friend in the crowd?
This one was clearly annoyed, and started to bite and kick moments after I snapped this: