Our trip truly sped by. I couldn’t believe the days ticked by without even slowing down for us. It was so packed with adventures and jaw-dropping sights and learning and sharing with each other. I feel that I’ve grown so much, as I always do when I travel. I love this country so much and I will truly miss it.
We left Harpa and it was quite chilly so we made our way back to our place for our last night in Iceland. We enjoyed the walk and you could see the stars. Kai was making us dinner that night so I just sat back and found a cooking show on Netflix. There was an appetizer of stuffed mushrooms which were so yummy, and the main course was potatoes, a stir-fry with snow peas, bean sprouts, and mushrooms, and these mysterious and inexpensive fish ball things. Whatever Kai did, they were so good!
We drove through Snæfellsjökull National Park, which was a beautiful drive around the tip of the peninsula. Once out of the park, we were atop the Northern part of the peninsula. We stopped for waterfalls and other beautiful sites, and to have lunch. We pulled off to a rather busy waterfall, and Kai stayed back while I hopped out to take photos. There was a walkway up one side and halfway down the other side of the waterfall, so I was almost at the end of the walkway before realizing: it was Kirkufell!
We still made good time on our way to the Snæfellsnes Peninsula. We didn’t make many stops except to take photos. It was a beautiful drive and something that not as many tourists do. Our host Nina had told us about a waterfall off the beaten path and we felt extremely lucky to see it. There weren’t many people on the road and we really got a sense that we were seeing something rare, inside the mountains.
The last stop was Þingvellir National Park. We drove for a while and then had to turn sharply around to access the park, and we saw the most beautiful sight. The perfectly full moon, low over the mountains in a purple sky. It made my heart stop! I got out the car before Kai even parked and ran to take photos and enjoy it. We spent a lot of time there, watching the moon rise and the sun set on opposite ends of the park. We walked in the chasm of the continental divide and felt like we were a part of geological history.
The feeling of going solo is something I so cherish. I had a huge grin and could almost cry. I felt so blessed to be there, in Iceland, witnessing this most amazing waterfall. I’m glad Kai turned back because after she did, the hike got pretty iffy. The trail was packed in ice and that plus the mud made some difficult stepping. But the view of Svartifoss (‘the black waterfall’) completely stole my breath. I remained there for some time.
We went into two separate glacial chambers. We had to navigate streams of glacier water and very low overhangs of ice. Kai and I both took some beautiful photos. We didn’t see the ‘blue’ of the caves that you see in other photos, but it was a really stunning experience to be inside something so ancient and important. There was such a weight above you, this pressing sensation that denoted the sheer volume of ice all around you.