While the glacial treats were not present the towering black scree covered hills reminded us of the powerful forces behind this islands creation !
At Breadilsvik we headed inland on a section of Highway that must have been left over as a clever reminder of the Jurassic period - a mixture of brown sludge and swamp material !
With H our Diamond Creek world class rally driver at the helm, the 4wd Skoda soon looked like a swamp dune buggy ! After finally emerging from a precipitous valley climb we rejoined the sealed road section grateful in the knowledge that Hertz would not likely find any damage to our car for some time as it was going to take them 6 months just to get the caked mud off !
With cloud and temperatures dropping quickly we rolled into Eigillstadt to take lunch in the car park before an exciting 25 km journey to our destination at Seydisfjiordur
I'd pre read about the last section of road as having wonderful valley views - views that we now needed to try to imagine as we climbed into the clouds. With visibility down to about 6 inches Kev navigated by the middle white line and my occasional screams letting him know we were about to plunge to a horrifying death down an embankment that (in my imagination at least) went for thousands of feet !
We snaked our way up and over the pass before descending and finally emerging out of cloud next to a thundering waterfall - I'm not sure if it was the relief of still being alive or the effect of all that running water but we were soon scurrying over the rocks to relieve our pressing bladders !
We journeyed into picturesque Seydisfjiordur at the head of a Fjiord surrounded by weeping waterfalls before heading out to find our accommodation a km or two further on amazingly in a restored office building on a dilapidated run down wharf with rotting timbers and rusted machinery - nothing like ambience ... and did I mention the serenity .. !
Having checked into the weird looking accommodation we ventured into town to find something to eat that didn't require our mortgage documents for security. Luckily we found just that, the cafe "El Grillo" named after the British ship of the same name sunk by some sneaky German aircraft in the fjiord during WW2 after Britain invaded neutral Iceland to secure it from potential German occupation - work that one out !
As it was a cuppauchino and (i must admit it was tasty) and a bit of burger meat slapped between 2 pieces of bread set me back $27 AUD - I consoled myself in the knowledge that the way our $A is going I had in fact saved myself $10 on what it would have cost me in a week's time !
A walk around town had H poking and prodding at the cladding of the towns Swedish Consulate building - although why an isolated town with only 50 buildings would need a consulate was beyond our simple comprehension ?
For Kev and self it was back to our meagre but comfortable room for some "Sticky Golf" - H having major problems in "Sandy Land" - while i put together the plans for tomorrow with only 1 week left of our far northern adventure !
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