On Sunday morning, we found ourselves eating scrambled eggs and peanut butter toast again but outside a glacier instead of a waterfall. And the sun was shining!
We were at
Skaftafell national park. Similar to all of Iceland, it has some great hikes. Our legs were still tired from the
Fimmvörðuháls trail we tacked the previous day but we decided to check out the well known
Svartifoss fall before hitting the road anyway. The hike started through the trees; opened up to some smaller falls; and after a bit of a hill,
Svartifoss appeared all alone from inside the mountain.
It's one of the most popular sights because of the black basalt columns that back the fall. We continued on up the mountain to
Sjónarsker to get a view of
Skeiðarársandur. The view offered a little of everything: black volcanic sand and lava, a mountain, and a glacier. The picture is great but it really was more fantastic in person.
We were glad we got to ditch the winter-ish wardrobe for just a short time. Luckily, we arrived prepared for cold temps but neither of us thought we'd be sporting layers each day. As we hit the road and headed east, we could feel the temperature changing... hats and coats again for the next stop!
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