Today we set off from the tiny village of Holmavik at around 11am. It had rained a little over night and was pretty chilly, but we we're snug in our down sleeping bags and slept in. I made us some bacon and eggs on the Trangia stove. Wrapped up warm and headed off.
We took route 61 all the way to Isafjordur around 230 km away and arrived about 6pm at a wonderful little campsite called Tungudalur, right in the saddle of a fjord below a waterfall, fed by melting snow at the top. It is picture perfect. I plan to hike up to the top after this blog to get some fresh ice for my 15 year old single malt ;-)
The ride was fantastic, zooming up one side then down the other of one fjord after the next. Some being really huge and majestic as well as snow capped. The road was all tar and good quality, although you don't want to go too fast as there are plenty of sheep and young lambs roaming free and they tend to get frightened and run towards their mother, whatever side of the road she may be.
Shortly before Sudavik we stopped at a house called littlebraer where there had been a settlement or remains thereof from days gone by, we had coffee and a waffle and then went outside to watch some seals in the bay and some ducks swimming with little ducklings in tow behind.This was just a random house miles from anywhere and even when you get somewhere it is tiny, usually a population in tens or hundreds. It truely is remote out here but also very harsh, stark and breathtaking. Winters here must have been horrendous, cut off from the rest of the world.
Next stop was Sudavik, where we filled up with petrol and visited the Arctic fox conservation centre, where we learned about the foxes and then watched a film about the wildlife in the westfjords. It was great then walking outside and looking at what we had seen in the movie, for real.
What else to say? I think I have used all the cliches to describe this place but it really is that good, even though it rained a little, the sun is out now and the waterfall is beckoning. Hopefully get a few decent photos but it is difficult to do these steep valleys carved by glacial ice justice...or fit them in the viewfinder.
Tomorrow we plan to take route 60 South...