I realize I’m behind a few days but having endless amounts of sunlight has thrown me off.
When I left my tiny fishing village I planned on arriving at my destination, a day later. Stopping to take pictures adds hours to minutes so I expected to stop somewhere for the night on the way. About 3:30p I saw a small sign on the road for coffee. It’s here where someone suggested visiting an amazing area only accessible by 4-wheel drive. He said he did it in 2 1/2 hours without stopping.
It turned into 11 for me and was astoundingly beautiful! While accessing the passibility of my second mountain stream, I met a Russian couple that had just turned back. They only had 2-wheel drive and didn’t want to chance the next crossings. They were anxious to see a lighthouse on the way and decided to attack the road from the other side. Just as I was considering giving up, I saw on the map that on the road was “the scariest mountain valley in Iceland.” Now, I had to go. Besides, the man I talked to assured me my vehicle could navigate the journey. That became my mantra with each new crossing.
Not only did I found a valley but a more scary building. It was like a dream! I came here to photograph the kelp and I found a dreamy cove full of it. I hoped to see an Arctic Fox and I saw and heard a very loud one here.
After about 2 AM I decided to sleep in my car. Though the sun never seemed to set, it appeared to rise again about 12 AM. According to the map, I’d only driven 2/3 of my route. Sleeping in my clothes, boots, two jackets, two blankets, a cap and headband didn’t keep me as warm as I’d liked but it was good. My stopping point was surreal; a grassy spot high up top an ocean cliff with tall rock formations down below. I could hear the waves coming in As I tried sleeping, something thumped my vehicle. Maybe a troll? Just a ram. It “baaaahhd” how much it wanted me off his turf. The wildlife here is very expressive.