Our boat was the one in the middle of the three with the red hulls. We were on the cold water for at least an hour before seeing any whales. We saw the same three whales do pretty much the same thing over and over. One breached once. The photo I have is the back of some guy’s jacket. Then we did some fishing. They tossed fish entrails over the side, which attracted birds. Took most of the day.
Day 6 was a very long day. We were on the go from the crack of dawn until bed time. I won’t say night, since there was very little night to be had without the aide of blackout curtains.
Having gone out the back, gabled part of the turf house, I came upon the church. The church was built in 1853.
Not surprisingly, we arrived in the rain. The Laufus turf house was originally made for the wealthy. Unlike Eric the Red’s place – or most others in Iceland – this was a sprawling, interconnected set of chambers capable of housing up to 30 people in relative comfort. We were greeted by a guide in authentic garb. It’s one of the rules of the place that all the employees dress as they would have a hundred years ago.
The area is known for it’s diverse bird populations – ducks to ptarmigans (of which I didn’t notice any). The pseudocrater field is formed by steam explosions from lava flowing over wet earth at Skutustadir. Ok, that’s enough of that. I was going to go all educational with this one and talk about the nasty chemicals these fumaroles put out and the geological details and all. Instead I’ll just say a few things. First, it makes me think of Yellowstone. […]
Godafoss aka Waterfall of the Gods got it’s name when one of the Iceland’s parliament members threw his Norse god statues into the waterfall to show his devotion when Christianity was adopted as the official religion in 1000. It is glacier run off that falls 40 feet to pool.
This day we spent as much time traveling from one hotel to another as taking in the local attractions. So, only three stops.
We made another stop not long after we left the Erik the Red Museum. At first it wasn’t much to look at. This wasn’t in the printed itinerary, but was well worth the stop. As to what it’s called? This was the last sign (Below) I saw before we reached it. Your guess is as good as mine.
We started the day with a visit to the Erik the Red Museum, which consisted of three small buildings – a shop, a pitstop with attached informational kiosk, and a reproduction of the turf house where Erik the Red, also known as Erik Thorvaldsson, once lived. Or rather, this was one of many places where Erik Thorvaldsson lived. His claim to fame is in colonizing Greenland. That and having fathered Leif Erikson. I’ll get back to all that in a […]
The last lines I wrote in my NaNo book tonight: “The point is, I haven’t found people to be particularly trustworthy.” “Too late to keep it from me.” She grinned at him, pleased with her logic. “I haven’t been bad so far, have I?” “But that’s always the way with humans. You act all nice at first. Then you do something horrible!” “I promise, I will not do anything horrible.” She let her irritation show. “I’m just a girl. What […]
Ok, so maybe it’s a bit more than 13. My eyes blur when I try to count. As to the ones in the background, they don’t count at all, do they? What amazes me is that there are still so many leaves on the tree when so many more are already on the ground. They are like pretty snowdrifts on my sidewalk. Now where did I put my rake?
We hit the beach. In our winter coats. There was supposed to be some wildlife – seals and birds. So I searched for them.