Iceland - Krysuvik - The End & Mother Earth's Hell Kitchen
The end of our unbelievable road trip: the cooking mud of Krýsuvík and the lighthouses in Sandgerði. And (probably) the end of our Sad Car. It stayed loyal to us until the airport parking lot, and then gave up...
10.09.2016 - 11.09.2016
Our trip was almost over. What an unbelievable two weeks it had been. The day before our return, we drove westward towards Reykjavik.
Iceland Road trip Krýsuvík
Just east of Hveragerdi we past another place where it is very visible how intimidating the forces of the inside of the earth, just below our feet, can be. The slopes along the Ring Road were totally black. There must have been a massive landslide of a whole mountain made of fine lava split. It almost looked like a quarry.
Iceland East of Hveragerði

Iceland East of Hveragerði

Iceland East of Hveragerði

On this trip we had barely visited Reykjavík. But we had another short meeting there. Just before we went to the arranged place, we more of less accidently drove by a house that seemed of some importance, judging by the buses standing on the parking lot. And indeed, it was a historical place: Höfdi, the house where Ronald Reagan and Michail Gorbatchov had met to have their détente discussions, which eventually led to the most important political events of the late 1980's and early 1990's: the opening of the East Block countries and the end of the Berlin Wall.
Iceland Reykjavik



Our hotel was a bit outside of Reykjavík: Bergas Guesthouse close to Kevlavik. But before we went there, there was one last area that we liked to visit: the highly volcanically active area of Krýsuvík.
Driving down on the road where also the Blue Lagoon is (which is famous, but not really natural: it is in fact the effluent lake of a geothermic power plant), we passed an insignificant place where something seemed to be seen: the Dollan Lava caves. It is hardly a touristic site, but quite impressive by its own right. It is one of the few places where you can access caves within a lava field. We did not have the right gear with us, so we didn't really go inside, but marked it for next time after reading about it. Because in fact, behind the hardly interesting entrance, there seems to be a much bigger cave.
Iceland Dollan Lava Cave

We had lunch in Gríndavík, and then drove by some quite impressive lava fields. There are four signs explaining the significance of this place, which is part of the North Atlantic ridge, where the earth crest is cracked, continents are pushed apart and new earth is formed all the time.
Iceland Húshólmar Lavafields





The highlight today was Krýsuvík geothermic mud volcano field. A well maintained boardwalk leads the visitors along boiling puddles, steaming cracks and bubbling scorching hot mud pots, where mother earth is cooking and boiling and venting. Steam, filled with rotten egg smell (sulphur) blows all over the place. A sign warns not to step outside of the board walk, and frankly, if you see the place you would be pretty damned stupid to ignore that warning. A grim black lake, next to this site, seems lifeless. How on earth could anything live here anyway? But a tiny dead fish on the black lava beach, and birds that were obviously trying to catch their meal from the water, told us otherwise.
Iceland Krýsuvík geothermal mud volcanoes


Iceland Krýsuvík - a lifeless lake?
Iceland Krýsuvík - a sign of (former) life in the lake
That evening we did actually go to Reykjavik on the way back, because we passed it, and had some good pub food and a nice beer. We both didn't feel like really visiting the city on this trip. We had seen so much, hiked such long distances, taken in so many impressions, been outside all the time. For now, sitting in this pub was just good enough, and the rest of Reykjavík will be for a next time.
On our last day, we had an hour left before going to Keflavík and turn in our car. So we drove a few kilometers to spend a little while outside in Sandgerði, a little port with two lighthouses.
Iceland Sandgerði
It was cold and windy, and we drove back to the airport, and then... our faithfull Sad_Car, that had been our trusted companion for all these kilometers, started to stutter and puff and the engine almost left us.... just one kilometer before the parking lot of the airport.
We just made it there, I would not have dared to drive it back to the rental company anymore. We called them, explained what happened and it was OK, we could leave the car there, with the keys and the ticket of the parking lot inside... oh, and don't lock the car. Thanks so much, guys. It was great.
You see? This is Iceland!
We came back home with only good memories, deep impressions, and the promise to ourselves that we will visit again!
Posted by westwind57 03:11 Archived in Iceland Tagged road_trip iceland kevlavík krysuvik sad_car south_west dollan gríndavík sandgerði Comments (0)