Iceland 2004 - George and Rosemary Wolfe travel blog

Reykjavik lake

Reagan Gorbachev meeting place

Folk Museum - old farmhouse

Folk Museum - old houses

Blue Lagoon

Blue Lagoon

Snaefellsnes Mountains

In contrast to previous days the sky was heavily overcast. We left fourteen members of the group who had booked for the Southern Countryside tour only. The remaining fifteen set off for Reykjavik where Ingimar walked around with us to show us the places of interest such as the cathedral, parliament buildings, the Halgrim Church.

On the way out of the city we saw the building where Reagan met Gorbachov in 1986. Out in the suburbs we visited a folk museum created from an old farm left in place and other buildings brought in from other places. After a brief stop to buy supplies for lunch we drove towards the airport. Before getting to Keflavik we turned off the main road to the Blue Lagoon. Most of the group went in to the lagoon which in a large expanse of blue/grey water with steam rising from it. The water was about five feet deep and very pleasant. Of to the side there were steam and sauna rooms, a waterfall and buckets of grey mud to smear on to improve the skin. We spent ninety very pleasant minutes there.

Out at the airport we met the incoming flight from London and found the eleven newcomers. We then drove across the bare lava plains and back through the edge of Reykjavik taking the main coastal ring road (which runs for 875 miles in total). A large detour was avoided by using a 6.5 kilometre tunnel built under a bay. After crossing another large river we reached Borganes where we had a rest stop. After the bleak landscape it was shock to find ourselves in a building just like an M1 service station.

The journey continued over a wide plain towards distant mountains and we turned inland to cross the mountains of Snaefellsnes. At the top of the pass we stopped to look at the bleak scenery and wild flowers. Down the other side we soon reached the fishing village of Grundarfjordur, our base for two nights. The village looked north with a range of mountains to the south and to the west a dramatic mountain standing on its own. We were glad to get into the Framnes guesthouse which was on the shore and surrounded by fish factories.

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