Sunday, October 20, 2013

Around the rugged coast the ragged rascals ran.

We have spent the last few days driving around the North and West coasts of Iceland. The road hugs the coast with the mountains looming above and the Arctic Ocean below. The scenery is extreme with old lava flows in the weirdest shapes. You can understand why they are often mistaken for goblins . At times the coastal strip is wide enough for farming and there are lots of sheep, horses and fodder crops.

It is slow progress with the road going up one side of a fiord and then down the other. It took half an hour to scrape the ice off the windscreen before we could start the day and then a slow trip until the ice on the road melted.

Among the many places that we visited on this leg have been Snaefellsjokull Ice cap and Snaefell Volcano which was made famous by Jules Verne as his setting for " Journey to the Centre of the Earth."  We couldn't find the secret entrance to the earth's centre but the road to the crater was closed and the entire caldera is filled with ice.

Mostly this part of the trip has been scenic coastline, beautiful fiords and narrow winding roads. Our overnight stops have been in picturesque coastal towns. We selected the ones that didn't smell of herrings.

The harbor at Stykkisholmir our Friday stopover. We climbed to the top of the island that protects the town

Sunset from our apartment that night

Sugar loaf peaks dominate the fishing town of Grundarfjordur

Turf roof on the buildings at Hellissandur. This is at the tip of the Snaefellsnes peninsula

2 comments:

Amanda said...

Imagine having to nag about that.
"Love, have you mowed the roof yet?"

Anonymous said...

The Cow's up on the roof and she won't come down.

xoxo
Di