By this time, running out of time, we had elected not to do the appendage to Iceland known as the Westfiords. Instead we would do the Snaefellsnes (Sniffles) peninsula, which sounded more interesting, and which was more or less on the way back to Reykjavik. We got as far as Grundarfjordur before a really fierce storm, a Snifflestorm, rain and very high wind, forced us to hunker down.
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| En route to the Snaefellsnes |
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The Gerouberg basalt cliffs; lots of basalt in Iceland, no bapepper,
however |
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| Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk |
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| Basalt picnic area (seriously) |
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| Stykkisholmur harbor |
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| Hungry ferry |
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| Stykkisholmur church |
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| Isles and skerries off the coast |
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| I was bird watching when the big wind came up |
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| We got this close to Kirkjufell before the storm got really bad |
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| Driving in a light-weight van not a good idea in such wind |
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| So we decided to wat it out, first in a resort parking lot |
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| Then at the Grundarfjordur municipal campground |
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Eventually the rain abated, but the wind raged all night; at least the green chicken curry was good |
1 comment:
Glad you survived the storm, but it must have been scary.
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