Iceland is famous for its waterfalls so we thought wed give them a red hot (more on that later) go in one day (other than yesterdays taster at Gulfoss). Packed up and bade our farewells to Depill and the pregnant mares before hitting the road headed to Seljalandsfoss, famous because of its beauty and because you can walk right underneath it, and get a little wet.
What the guidebooks fail to mention is that its also the ideal place to get stuck halfway up a wet, cold, muddy and slippery rock face because your 13 year old confidence exceeds your ability and foresight, which appeared to run out about half way up. Mother to the rescue! Dried out and warmed up (and calmed down) in the sun before caving at the continual demands for lunch. But not before wed made our way to the next stop at Skogafoss.
Also very big and beautiful, this one has steps to the top, approx 440 of thembecause when youre counting steps, you cant whinge. The view from the top was a little but we used this as a start for the Waterfall way or Skoga trail, which follows the Skoga river
Surprisingly, we didnt make it that far - theres only so many lemon sherbet lollies a person can carry - but the trail is dotted with beautiful waterfalls along the way. So we ambled along the path, avoided a meltdown (just) and enjoyed the beautiful views. The torture could continue no longer so we headed back down those steps and my knees cried out for the easy days of netball once again.
Next stop was Vik on the south coast. Refilled our grocery supplies, remortgaged the house and wandered ‘downtown for the Lava Show. A fascinating and rather warm (red hot in fact!) display of how lava forms and flows, and some really informative info on the volcanos around the area. The whole thing was topped off by a delicious soup dinner, featuring the hot lava soup to really get the magma flowing.
Last stop of the day, enjoying the extended daylight hours, was the black sand beach. We had anticipated seeing the basalt columns you see in all the pictures, but they had obviously moved them, and instead we found a heap of seabirds, including the famous puffins who
had just to shore to begin nesting. What a treat, as we had not expected that we would see any, let alone being able to watch them flap madly over our heads as they flew to shore and established their nests on the cliff face. Lots of fun observing them and playing in the black sand before bed called and we prepared for an epic day of glaciers the following day.
