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This was another day and place where Dave had made the arrangements. Because of a misunderstanding with the driver/guide, we had a real late start. Our first stop was the guide's house where he picked up the lunches for our group. Again there were eight of us. The view from his house was great. To the far right you can see part of the Prinsendam. |
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After crossing a ridge, we were in a large valley. What was most apparent in all of Iceland were the wide open spaces, the green fields and good roads; all for relatively few people. |
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We passed a meandering river, more uninhabited sections, and suddenly we came to another waterfall. It was Godafoss, or God's Falls. |
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Here and there we saw these white balls. Our tour guide said they were rolls of elephant toilet paper. I thought they looked more like giant marsh-mellows. Of course, they were bales of hay. |
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Our next stop was at Lake Myvaln, a huge lake with numerous volcanic flows and cones. The shore undulated in and out with several interesting stops along the way. |
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One place, called Dimmuborgir, had some trails wandering through the lava fields. It did not take much imagination to see some 'trolls' amongst Mother Nature's sculptures. |
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Sharon was in America and I in Europe. This was supposed to be the dividing line between the two continents. The grating crossed a deep gap between the two tectonic plates, just like the water passage we saw in the Faroe Islands. |
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We crossed a ridge and smelled sulphur. This gets you close to boiling mineral water coming right out of the ground. Above you see a power generating plant that uses the hot water. More was spouting into the sky near this spot. Audun told us that the temperatures are extremely high and would scorch you instantly. |
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I picked up a rock for my office collection. The sulphur smell is now gone. |
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This is one great place for a natural spa. We did not have time to enjoy, but just had a look. The water felt like about 103 degrees F; just right. Audun claimed this was a much better spa than the highly touted Blue Lagoon near Reykjavik. 'This has natural water, rather than a power plant discharge.' |
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The hot tub on the Prinsendam had to do that evening as we watched the sun settle but never quite set. It was after ten pm when I took this last picture. We were approaching the top of the northern hemisphere. |
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