Day 40 Seyđisfjörđur



Route maps etc.

01.07 Kűge - Ćrhus

02.07 Ćrhus - Dokkedal

03.07 Dokkedal - Tornby

04.07 Fűrste dag pć færgen

05.07 Anden dag pć færgen

06.07 Seyđisfjörđur - Egilsstađir

07.07 Egilsstađir - Ađalsbol

08.07 Ađalsbol - Möđrudalur

09.07 Möđrudalur - Myvatn

10.07 Myvatn

11.07 Myvatn

12.07 Myvatn - Gođafoss

13.07 Gođafoss - Akureyri

14.07 Akureyri

15.07 Akureyri - Varmahliđ

16.07 Varmahliđ

17.07 Varmahliđ - Blönduos

18.07 Blönduos - Sæberg

19.07 Sæberg - Buđardalur

20.07 Buđardalur - Stykkisholmur

21.07 Stykkisholmur - Arnastapi

22.07 Arnarstapi - Eldborg

23.07 Eldborg - Borganes

24.07 Borgarnes - Reykjavik

25.07 Reykjavik

26.07 Reykjavik - Laugarvatn

27.07 Laugarvatn - Arnes

28.07 Arnes - Seljalandsfoss

29.07 Seljalandsfoss - Vik

30.07 Vik - Kirkjubæjarklaustur

31.07 Kirkjubæjarklaustur - Svinafell

01.08 Svinafell - Vagnsstađir

02.08 Vagnsstađir - Höfn

03.08 Höfn - Djupivogur

04.08 Djupivogur - Breiđdalsvik

05.08 Breiđdalsvik - Reydarfjörđur

06.08 Reydarfjörđur - Egilsstađir

07.08 Egilsstađir

08.08 Egilsstađir - Seyđisfjörđur

09.08 Seyđisfjörđur

10.08 Going home with the ferry







As one could expect, the campsite was well stocked yesterday - and last night. The usual, people set up tent in the middle of the night and allow themselves to talk. I had choked them so much that I fell asleep again.


I don't know if this beautiful house is still music school, but that what it says

I'm early at the toilet and BOTH showers are free. Quickly back to the tent after the towel. When I get back, one is already occupied. Before I get into the other, a naked German comes out of the first and into the other. "Nur Kaltes Wasser". It's a vending machine, and I have yesterday assured me that I have 2 x 100 ISK. 100 kr = 1œ min, and I know I can do it in 3. "Sprechen sie deutsch?" He asks. No, preferably not. I do not say that, but goes inside and reads the sign: "Put in 100 kr and press the silver button". I show him that. One must obviously push there. And then we both have a shower. But it is not easy to travel in Iceland without being able to speak English.


I started walking up to the waterfall Buđarafoss


In Egilsstadir there came a cyclist. He ran around with a bag for bicycles so it was obvious. When I approached, the answer was: No speak english with clear Italian accent. When I tried with "Parlez vous franchais?", He replied "Un peu". I gave up. But he survives I guess?

It must be time to do the status. Iceland is not a good country to ride in, at least not my way, which is getting around and getting an impression of not only nature but also how people live. The changeable weather and especially the wind make it impossible to plan in detail. One must be prepared to change plans and even then ....


A view of Seyđisfjörđur from the first walk...


'I think I've made the right decisions at the right times, and despite that, the result has not been what I wanted. It also requires a bunch of luck. But I have come through with the problems that have been. Of course I am extremely pleased with that.

The time is 10.15 and I have already been on a smaller "hike" and have found the way further up, which however requires 2 hours at least. I have also begun my research for an eatery tonight. I have 3,000 kr back and there is a concert in the church that costs 2,500 - for retirees. So it must be a place where you can pay by card, but you can do that for the most part. Even at the campsites.


...and from the second

Talked a little with the Spaniard at the front desk. On a normal day they had 70-90 tents / cars. Yesterday they were up to 300. In the evening it will probably be even worse. There are many who go with that ferry.

The eatery is now determined. It will not be the fashionable Hotel Aldan or the more popular Skaftfell. At the last, she could not guarantee that I could get lamb - and I want to. So I was in a cafe asking. You can not reserve a table, but if I arrive at 18, it will probably work out. But Wednesday was not surprising the big night.

Then I went on another hike. Higher up, right up to the plateau before it gets really steep. Then I realized that I should not climb mountains - and then I went down again. The weather also seemed unstable.

I have now succeeded to book a ticket for me and the bike on Saturday when the ferry arrive at Hirtshals. I had expected to ride my bike to Hjűrring, but there was a local train. If the shifts are different, I'm in Copenhagen shortly after 19.

And hereby, the daily reporting ends from a trip around a somewhat different bike country than those I have otherwise tried.

I thank my faithful readers and others who may have looked.


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