Day began a little disjointed. Alison after getting a photo of her driving licence emailed through (We both forgot ours, to be honest I never thought of it.) had booked a car for a couple of days. We walked to the Avis shop with the help of a street map, the only thing of interest on the way apart from the length of the walk, was a wander past what I thought was the National football Stadium. This was confirmed at the shop so now I can say I have been to the home of the team I am supporting in Russia next year. Me going with the flow, Alison set sight for the black sand beach at……..We set off and, the trip was magnificent on so many levels, waterfalls,
and the sea,
always the sea. Not too far out of Reykjavik we stopped off at a geothermal plant
which supplies half of the capital’s energy through renewable heat source. Today, the geothermal power plant of Hellisheidarvirkjun produces about 303 Megawatts of electricity and up to 400 Megawatts of thermal energy, ranking Hellisheidarvirkjun geothermal plant as the largest geothermal power station in the world, in terms of installed capacity. Impressive to say the least
and obviously all work vehicles electric.
Then it was off down the Golden Circle, stopping off to walk round the wonderful waterfall, not as spectacular as at Gullfoss but it will do. A wee walk round it and a slight spray keeps one awake on the road.
The little person in yellow gives a bit of scale,
to the beach at Reynisfjara
and the crowds. I am even more laid back about the numbers of visitors now than ever as most of them walk 30 yards from their buses take their photos and are back on board all in twenty minutes. We walked the length of the beach and were on our own for the most part.
It is the same back home, out of the car, photo and meal and away again, The geology of the place is phenomenal,
the molten lava being cooled by the sea and again the scale……
The sea itself was getting a little choppy, starting to blow a bit from the south-east. The constant rolling of the waves on the beach has the pebbles beautifully smooth and black. The two Trolls that were caught out in the daylight heading back to sea kept the attention for quite some time.
Driving on the other side of the road and car, in the dark and the driving rain made for a tense hour or so but nothing went amiss and the chappie in the gps got us home around 8.pm. It is only now after a couple of days away that we stop thinking and talking about what is happening at home. I have a change of course in mind and hopefully that will see me through the winter. This break has been awesome, I only ever use that word to describe something in its truest sense. This country of fire and ice fills one with awe. I reckon you would need a good three to six months to see it properly, to immerse yourself in the history, the sagas, the rupturing of the continental shelves, their drive for clean energy and finally, find out how to play good football.