Wednesday 28th August
As mentioned the other day, we’ve
been travelling around Iceland in an anti-clockwise direction
generally following Route 1, otherwise known as the Ring Road. This
was only completed in 1974 (to mark the 1,100 anniversary of the
country’s settlement) with the building of the final bridge in the
southeast. The road is pretty good, one lane each way, and
well-maintained with a maximum speed limit of 90kph, which seems
about right. A number of the bridges in the south of the island are
single-lanes which seem to confuse some tourist drivers. Our driver
tended to steer clear of these vehicles as best he could while
carrying on an amusing commentary about their driving skills. There
may have been a few sections of the ring road that were unpaved but I
might have gotten a bit confused when our driver took short cuts to
save time.
First stop of the morning was at
Stokksnes, about 30 minutes outside Hofn. It’s another black sand
beach where it’s possible to imagine you are walking on water. The
beach is a wide flat expanse with a very, very slight gradient that
lets a small amount of water sit on the sand and, if you stand in the
right place, seems to blend sea and sky so it appears that you are
walking on the water.
A short time later we stopped off at an imitation Viking village along the coast. This had originally been
built for a film or tv series that had never been completed. Not sure
about its level of accuracy. An amusing interlude before the driving
part of the day.
We were now on the east coast of
Iceland and the bulk of the morning was spent driving to our main
destination of the day. The countryside here is marked by a large
number of fjords (the “lovely crinkly edges”) along the coast.
There was the odd stop here and there, but not for long. Just looking
out the bus window was enough.
Lunch was in the small east coast
fishing village of Djúpivogur. Probably soup again.
The main item on the day's agenda was a
long hike to a couple of waterfalls, Hengifoss and Litlanesfoss. These fall off a high plateau
above a long glacial valley. The tour website quotes this as being a
three-hour hike (mostly uphill) though our guide stated that he
hadn't ever had a group who did it in more that two and a quarter.
Robyn and I decided to aim to get to the first one and then see how
we felt. There was only one way up and one way back, and we could
keep the parking area in sight at all times so we weren't worried.
Added to that and the sun was trying to come out. The climb looked
hard, we found a nice resting spot and as expected we made it up to
the first waterfall level and decided to just sit and take in the
view. It was worth it.
| Robyn trudges |
| View down the valley |
| Car park below |
Everyone dribbled back in and we set
off down the valley to visit a Gunnar Gunnarsson's house
and then it
was off to Egilsstaðir for the night.
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