7am is the earliest I have woken up so far. The hike up the same path I had taken last evening was more enjoyable in the morning air. Dave, Eli and Ani were good company as well as we made it up to the top of the falls.
At the top, we saw some mist in the distance. Another waterfall? Maybe a geyser? We trekked further up the stone road to check it out.
Up there, we found the most gorgeous waterfall, hidden in a little canyon-of-sorts (these aren’t technical terms). There was grass growing all around it and it steeply led to the bottom of the falls.
Sitting on the grass and watching the falls, I felt like I was living in a dream. I get into this dream-like state at times, where I feel like my reality is an illusion. I feel kinda weightless and exhilarated, yet calm. There is also a strong sense of deja-vu, like I have been here before.
We got back down, had breakfast and parted ways. I decided to drive out to the harbour and catch a ferry to Vestmannaeyjar. Once I got there though, the strong winds, expensive ferry tickets and the inhospitable looking island put me off. I snapped a quick pic of the black sand on the beach and got back in my car to head further east.
On the way to Skogafoss, I passed Eyjafjallajökull which is the volcano that erupted back in 2010. I stopped at the visitor center to check out the exhibits and watch a quick 20-minute documentary on life before, during and after the natural disaster. Powerful movie, really gave me a lot to be thankful for. Mainly not living near a volcano.
Skogafoss popped up as I drove along. I stopped by and saw a beautiful rainbow form at the base of the waterfall. This little girl was trying to find the pot of gold at the end of it and got pretty wet in the process.
There is a hike above the falls called Fimmvörðuháls that takes you between the 2 glaciers and all the way to Posmork. Its about 25 kms long and full of waterfalls and magnificent views along the way. Apparently, the hike is closed till June 1st due to snow. I hiked for about 5 kms before turning back. Maybe some other day.
Exhausted from the early start, I drove on to Vik where I decided to set camp. Vik is famous for its Black Beach, which should be fun to explore tomorrow. The view from my tent-spot was incredible.
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