Sugar, spice and all things ice
Gooan daginn from Iceland!
Well we are here! We flew from Paris to Iceland on Friday and as we approached Iceland we started to see this strange alien world appear, with steam vents, glaciers, ice capped mountains and huge cracks in the earth everywhere. Very quickly we found out that the landing route into Iceland can be quite a bumpy one with the high winds they routinely get. Upon landing we hurried to get our bags and head off for a hour bus ride from the international airport at Keflavik to the capital, Reykjavik. The first feel of the the weather was a bit of a shock, it was only about – 4°c but with the wind chill it was around -10 to -12°c…brrrrr colder than a witches titty in a brass bra!
We arrived, checked in, rugged up and then headed off to dinner at the Fish Market restaurant with Jevan and Oli, who had arrived the day before. We were out for some traditional Icelandic food and this was certainly the place to get it, lucky for me they had more than just fish. I ordered some puffin and Icelandic lamb – the puffin was amazing and the lamb was just as good. Jevan and Oli had some minki whale with everyone, besides me having a mixture of all types of seafood.
We spent the next few days exploring Reykjavik and shopping for warmer clothes and I even bought a nice Icelandic necklace for Rach. We even found a shop with a slide from upstairs to down.
One of the days we all went off to a farm out east and rode some Icelandic horses…they are so small! … around some old lava fields, the fun ride left us a little wet and a few sore arses the next day but a very fun and memorable experience (especially the part where rach’s horse was refusing to cross a river and when we all got to canter).
When looking out over the water from Reykjavik you see these amazing white capped mountains on the other side of the bay. The mountain we found was called Esjan and we all wanted to climb it! So off we went in a taxi to a town 6km away and after stocking up on supplies we trotted off the amazing landscape towards the mountain. A few hours later and a lot of fun photos we reached the base of mount Esjan where we had our lunch with what i can only describe as a postcard backdrop…oh and Jevan met one of the local native animals.
We hiked up the icey, snowy mountain and made it to the rock on top of one of the peaks but unfortunately ran out daylight to continue our last few km’s to the top. With our legs burning we had a nice walk home and a relaxing evening with the satisfaction of looking across and the bay and seeing what we climbed.
Oh yeah and we had lots of fun with ice…Jevan
Next on the itinerary is a road trip to Höfn, 466km away, with the biggest challenge of me remembering to drive on the right and dealing with ice, wind and whatever things Iceland weather has to throw at you.
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