Monday, August 10, 2015

Day 4 - Not too exciting (August 8)





On the road from Reykjavik to Snӕfellsnes 

Today I was awake at 4 a.m. Unless you have very good blinds, Iceland is not great for sleeping in the summer because the sun sets really late and rises very early. Fortunately, a pillow over the eyes is a universally effective blind. 

Saturday was one of the kind of days I hate when travelling. We had to pack up and drive back to Reykjavik, get some gas and groceries, move into a new AirBnB apartment, etc. By the time we got settled in it was 1:30. It just felt like we were doing routine stuff that we could do at home, only it took longer because we don’t know where anything is, like the grocery store. We’re in this cool country with lots to see and do and it feels like we’re wasting time not doing anything fun. This doesn’t make me the happiest traveller. On top of this, it was raining and cool, so there was little interest in exploring Reykjavik on foot. Instead, Karen and I went to the National Museum and left Marshall at the apartment to enjoy some quiet, on-line alone time.


The museum was small but informative. After that we did some laundry at the LaundryMat café (more café than laundrymat) and then we went swimming at the biggest pool in Reykjavik, which has a cool waterslide. Even at 8:30 it was still very busy. As I said, not a very exciting day in an exotic locale. Oh well, tomorrow was excellent.
Our second apartment in Reykjavik--living the highlife!


A LITTLE ICELANDIC HISTORY – Reykjavik and Iceland was settled in 870 after being discovered earlier by some Vikings who got lost on their way to the Faroe Islands. Vikings were known for three things; raiding, trading, and farming (settling). As there was no one to raid or trade with on Iceland, their purpose for coming in 870 was settlement. Why they chose Iceland over Newfoundland and Labrador, which they also travelled to, is perplexing to me. The only trees on Iceland at that time were a species of stunted birch tree. (Only a few stands remain today.) Compared to the building and fire resources to be found in Newfoundland, Iceland seems like a rough choice. My thinking is that either the Beothuk Indians of Newfoundland were not friendly to the Vikings and/or the distance was too far from Europe to transport livestock and other goods. (Being Vikings, they returned to raiding in the 1100 and 1200’s. However, most of it seemed to be restricted to one Iceland clan harassing another Iceland clan.)


What I found interesting was how skilled the first settlers were. The crafts and other metal and wood items they made 1100 years ago were very detailed and functional. They also have a rich and accurate oral and written history of the settlement of the island. (The Book of Settlements is believed to have been first written in the early 1100’s.)

Next to Vikings, the other valuable exports to Iceland during the Settlement period were sheep and horses. Over the years these have both become unique breeds and can still be found all over the island—especially sheep which graze right along the highway. Sheep were particularly important as a source of wool, milk, and food. Apparently they were hardier than cows, which were also important livestock but not as ubiquitous.


Reading about the country's history got me thinking that I would not have wanted to be a woman settler on Iceland. They would have had a very tough life with little outlets (e.g., unlike the men who could look forward to fishing, raiding, and other manly social activities). The women had to spend a lot of time weaving ells of wool. One ell of wool measured 1 metre by 50 centimetres, which would take a skilled weaver about a day to produce. 90 ells, or 90 days of weaving, would buy/trade you a cow. Add to this the time to clean the wool, card it, and spin it into yarn, and one cow would be at least a half-year’s work (I estimate). Add to this the responsibility of raising kids and looking after Viking husbands, tending gardens and crops, etc. and they would have had very long days.

Day 3 - Enjoying our 23rd Anniversary in Snӕfellsjӧkull National Park (August 7)



What a tremendous way to spend our anniversary--exploring a unique landscape.
Earlyish in the morning we drove back to the park for our first hike of the day, a 2.5 km (one way) walk along the southern coast of the peninsula from Hellnar to Arnarstapi. This walk is one of the most popular in the park with good reason. It takes you through an old lava field full of interesting formations. This lava field, and most of the other ones we saw in Iceland, are different than what Karen and I experienced on our trip to Hawaii. There the lava flow was newer with very sharp edges. In Snӕfellsjӧkull National Park the lava fields are older, with the formations having a chance to be rounded, a bit, by erosion and covered with a thin layer of moss and lichen.
Cliffs near Arnarstapi, Iceland

Arch near Arnarstapi, Iceland
We really enjoyed the walk and the landscape was spectacular. We were also lucky with the weather. It was sunny and calm—17 C (I walked in a t-shirt). A SMALL ASIDE – The average summer temperature in Snӕfellsnes is around 13 C, while in Reykjavik it is 11 C. I said to Karen and Marshall at the start of the trip that this is the first time I have gone on a trip from warmer to colder weather. (Other than going downhill skiing, which doesn’t count because it is already winter and cold.) It felt kind of weird.

After our walk we drove to a lookout at Londranger for our picnic lunch. What a difference a few kilometres made. Even though the sun was still out, it was much windier and the jackets were definitely on. However, we were rewarded in our slightly odd choice of picnic spot by Marshall’s spotting of a pod of killer whales. Even though they were a fair distance off shore it was a big plus for all of us as we have never seen them in the wild. I was especially pleased as I have real thing for whales (as Karen and Marshall can attest to). I am not sure why, I just find them peaceful (yes, I know killer whales are carnivorous) and awe-inspiring.
Two peas in a pod whale watching


After lunch we drove and walked down to Djúpalónssandur beach, which is a black sand beach, although it has more stones and pebbles than sand. Although scenic, what I liked most about Djúpalónssandur was its history as a seasonal fishing station. As I wrote earlier, the waters off Snӕfellsnes were/are rich fishing grounds and seasonally the men from up and down the peninsula (60 to 70 boats) would gather at Djúpalónssandur and nearby Dritvik beaches to fish. They would row out every day in 8 person boats and handline for cod, which they would bring back to shore to dry. Before you could go fishing you had to prove you were strong enough to do so. The test of strength were the Djúpalónssandur lifting stones (although lifting stones were used in other places in Iceland). There were four lifting stones and you had to lift them from the ground and place them on a ledge about hip height. The stones can still be found on the beach.
View of Snӕfellsjӧkull from Djúpalónssandur beach

The names and weights of the stones are: Fullsterkur ("full strength") weighing 154 kg, Hálfsterkur ("half strength") at 100 kg, hálfdrættingur ("half-carrier") at 54 kg and Amlóði ("weakling”) weighing 23 kg. You had to be able to lift the 54 kg stone (120 pounds) before you were allowed to work on the fishing boats. Marshall said fishing sounded like tough work and he might fake an injury and not be able to lift the 54 kg stone. It sounds like a good plan, but apparently the fishing was very social and a rite of passage, so the men looked forward to it every year.


Afterwards we walked up to the top of an old cindercone called Saxholl. By this time it had clouded over and the wind was really blowing, so it was a short stay at the top. We then drove to a lighthouse at Skalasnagi where a lot of different birds nest in the cliffs. (They used to rappel down the cliff and collect birds’ eggs every spring. I have come to the conclusion that if something could be eaten, Icelanders found a way to harvest it, no matter how difficult, and eat it.) The visit to Skalasnagi ended our time in Snӕfellsjӧkull National Park on a high-note, as nesting in the cliffs were some puffins. Karen was very happy to see them. She loves their colourful beaks and overall cuteness. (We took better puffin pictures on Day 5.)


Our anniversary dinner was a bowl of excellent and very yummy fish soup and a piece of cake in a small harbour town called Rif. Our park guide recommended the soup and it was a great call. I liked Rif because Arctic terns were nesting right on the edge of town so as you drove down the road you could see, and carefully drive around, a number of chicks. After that we returned to our cottage for an early night. Marshall was asleep by 8 p.m.
A friendly citizen of Rif, Iceland

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Day 2 - Snӕfellsjӧkull National Park (August 6)




Snӕfellsjӧkull from Arnarstapi
On Thursday morning we left Reykjavik and drove north and west to Snӕfellsnes Peninsula and Snӕfellsjӧkull National Park (Snowy Mountain and Snowy Mountain Glacier). Given our trouble with speaking Icelandic, we took to calling it Snuffleuffagus Park (for those of you who remember Big Bird’s one time imaginary friend).

Snӕfellllsnes is a little off the beaten path. Most short-time visitors to Iceland usually travel south along the Golden Circle route (Hwy 1) and go to popular spots like Thingvellir National Park and the Blue Lagoon, which is about a ½ hour from Reykjavik. However, for those of you who remember our New Zealand blog, I am a camping and hiking snob—the fewer the people the better, so a little off
the beaten path appealed to me/us. Also, a graduate student in the Biology Department at UNB Saint John who is from Iceland, Gudjon, recommended that we spend some time in Snӕfellsjӧkull National Park. He told us 1) that it is spectacular, and 2) other parts of Iceland are getting overrun with tourists. (A guide in the park told us that in 2014 there were 1 million visitors to Iceland and that in 2015, the number is expected to be close to 1.4 million.)

Snӕfellsnes is an active volcano hiding beneath the glacier (jӧkull), although it last erupted roughly 2,000 years ago, and was the setting for Jules Verne’s “Journey to the Center of the Earth”. The park contains a series of eroded cinder cones/volcanic craters and expansive lava fields that run down from the glacier to the coast. Between the lava fields are flatter, more fertile areas, and the area where the park sits was home to a number of farms from around 1000 A.D. to the 1950’s. The west coast of Iceland has also long been one of the country’s richest fishing grounds, so a number of fishing harbours, ancient and modern, can be found all around the Snӕfellsnes Peninsula.
View west to the coast from Hreggnasi
On our first day in the park we went on a guided 2 hour hike up and down Mt. Hreggnasi. Doing this gave us an excellent view of the volcanic landscape of the park. 

After this we drove about 45 minutes to our cozy and out-of-the way cabin. After a gourmet dinner of barbequed sausages (we have not eaten much, if any, authentic Icelandic food on this trip), we went swimming in nearby Stykkisholmur, about 5 minutes from our cabin. Like the pools in Reykjavik, it is heated geothermally. We then returned to our cabin for a well-deserved good night's sleep.