Day 82 Iceland - Icebergs, glaciers, a boat trip and the perfect
camping spot
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No colour enhancement - as it was |
The rain had cleared up overnight and with everyone asleep I
climbed up out of the valley and took a path on and up towards the glacier –
after an hour of half running and walking I turned still a couple of Km short
of the ice. Always easier to appreciate where you are when you are coming back
down rather than climbing up; it’s a
vast landscape compared to our own in England.....mile after mile of
valley, glacier and mountains.
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J and K trying to kill themselves |
We packed and then all took a short walk before getting away
and down the track just before midday.
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Huge huge alluvial plains |
The next 160 Km was a stunning drive
passing small farms tucked under the cliffs and then moving on to long sections
of straight road through a mixture of vast lava fields and alluvial plains.
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Jack lying on the spongy lichen covered lava fields |
There are many bridges, all single span with passing places on the long ones,
that cross grey silt filled rivers in full flow.
As we moved further east the
glacial fingers from the huge 100 Km wide Vatnajokull glacier creep almost down
to the main road.
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C at his 1st glacier |
We take a number of dirt track detours to go and see them
properly before arriving at 6 pm at Jokulsarlon..
The lake at Jokulsarlon is famed for having been used in 2
James Bond films and it is fairly obvious why when you get to see it.
It is pretty much a circular lake about 6km across and it is growing by 100m every year, global warming in action.
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Ice on the beach |
At one side
the glacier ends its journey breaking off and falling into the lake to form
thousands of icebergs that break up and slowly melt.
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bergs floating off to sea |
For a few, they manage to float
across to the exit of the lake; blue, black and white icebergs of all different
shapes and sizes fill the lake. Just 400m from the exit of the lake is the sea
and a 40 m wide channel connects it to the sea, on an ebbing tide the icebergs
flow out into the sea. Some are washed back on the nearby shore for what is a
very odd but beautiful sight
We get the last but one tour onto the lake in a land/sea
vehicle. Each boat has a ‘spotter’ in a RIB who finds an iceberg free route by
going directly in front of our boat or alternatively, makes and ice free route
by using his small boat to push an iceberg out of the way.
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Susan's head on another's body |
The bergs only show
their top 10% above the surface and so it is the bottom 90% that they are
worried about and even with the ‘spotter’ our boat hits some pretty crunching
big lumps. They hand around an 800 year old lump of pure ice and all in all its
a damn good trip.
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K's shovel hands sneak in |
No padded suits this time as per the whale watching but a
proper life jacket is provided for all.
There are seals in the channel to the sea and the arctic
terns are continuously diving so the fish pickings must be rich. We make our
way down to where the lake flows into the sea and we spend some time on the
beach watching the breakers roll and break the huge lumps of ice up on the tide
line.
5 minutes down the road and we turn off on a track that
leads to the back of the beach. We are miles from anyone or anything. There is
no wind, the sun is setting over the glacier and it’s pretty much perfect....
Day 82 Paglir (I) to Jojulsarlon (I) 166 Km
Total 11785 Km
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