Trip Start Aug 25, 2007
76Trip End Mar 25, 2008
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Many of you had asked previously why I picked Iceland of all places
But the fjords were everywhere, rugged cuts in the coast that surrounds Iceland. I had the best view of them flying back from the Arctic Circle.
Then... Iceland has bad weather, 3 degrees C temperatures with spine-chilling winds. And rain pelting so hard that I thought that someone above must be enfuriated. We were driving back towards Reykjavik when it was one of those days. Waterfalls that were normally beautiful no longer seemed inviting. Actually with some, the water seemed to ascend from the cliff from the wind. That when silly me decided to hike to a sight called Kirkugolf, "church's floor". It is a structure of overlaying basalt columns in the middle of a farm in beautiful Kirkjuaeclauster. (sorry my spelling will be off from now on without the guidebook to refer to)
When my shoes dried days after, we again had nice sunny weather. I visited my favorite tourist info guide and Bonus (a godsend of a supermarket) at Selfoss. We then drove 40 kilometers to Stong. An excavation site much like Pompeii when the volcano erupted and covered the entire town. I was stopped by an army of sheep. You laugh, but it was true. We were driving along, only 2 kilometers away from Stong, when I saw in the distance a wall of sheep and horses approaching. It was Sept 13 and for the countryside, it was "rettadgurdottir." It was the day that farmers rounded up their sheep back to their respective farms. Sheep is allowed to graze wherever for the summer but if they are not rounded up for winter, they'd die from the cold out in the wild. There was a lot of farmers in Iceland and naturally a lot of sheep. We saw sheep lined up for kilometers. They were herded by farmers and volunteers on Icelandic horses. I thought the riders were all Icelandic but later found out that some were tourists in Iceland specifically to assist with the round-up. We met people from England, Australia, Memphis, Texas, etc. I even got to sit on an Icelandic horse. My previous experience with riding horses was in college when a group of us went riding for half a day. My horse galloped off with me as the unwilling passenger bouncing around. I think I got a trasient lumbar radiculopathy and was bedbound for 2 days afterwards. I guess I won't be part of the roundup anytime soon.
A word of appreciation for these nicer photos of Iceland in my blog. They were taken and copyright by ltpassociates, inc.