Iceland - a travel blog

Ice ice baby After a well night's rest, we open the curtains to a bright blue sky. As we enjoy our breakfast in the restaurant where we had yesterday's dinner, the view is quite different. Yesterday we couldn't see much, this morning the view is spectacular. More excited than ever we check-out and quickly drive off to our first stop of the day. While reading the guidebooks in order to prepare for our trip, I read something about a beautiful hike to Hangandifoss. There was little information to be found on where the waterfall was exactly located. Nevertheless, the few lines that I found promised a spectacular walk to one of Iceland's highest waterfalls. Especially when visibility is good.  As today seemed the perfect day for such a hike, we carefully looked up the coordinates for the start of the gravel road that should take us there. After a short drive we park our car at the end of the track in a slightly wider area. There's one other car, so we're at least not...

Soaking wet After a well night rest we wake up again rather early. Together with a few other people we're the first to enter the breakfast buffet at the hotel. It's a grey and rainy morning but that doesn't affect our anxiety to go out and explore more amazing things.  Having filled up our tummies we check-out and head once more for the black sanded beaches. Not far from where we finished yesterday, near Dyrhólaey, there is a basalt formation on the beach. Not far of the shoreline three sharp rocks clearly stick out of the water. According to legend three trolls came out to sea to pull ashore a ship. They were surprised by dawn and were frozen into stone and they have remained immortalized since, as a warning to their kin. If you're a fan of these kind of tales, Iceland has plenty of stories about elfs and trolls.  When entering the path to the beach we are warned several times by signs about sneaker waves. This beach is notorious for very unpredictable high waves and p...