Day 10: The South East: Höfn, Hornafjörður
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Expert navigation into (and out
of) Höfn. A morning excursion to Jökulsárlón,
a glacial lagoon. An afternoon stroll to look at
horses.
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This is the route which
we took overnight. The large area in white is Vatnajökull
(Vatna Glacier), the largest and most voluminous ice cap
in Iceland and the second largest in Europe. it would feature
in today's activities. |
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The port
was quiet (or should that be completely dead!).
No signs of life, no port security, nothing. Well, it was Sunday,
so perhaps that explains it. |
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Two coaches
did turn up eventually, just in time for our excursion. |
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Geoff didn't fancy the
long coach drive, but Bruce decided to go. The journey was
starkly beautiful, with the sea on one side and the huge
ice cap/glacier on the other. Unfortunately we didn't stop
en-route, but I did manage to get a few photos in both directions.
(The distance shown is for the return trip). |
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Road
art as we left Höfn. |
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First
sight of the lagoon at Jökulsárlón. |
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Looking out towards
the sea as the now almost-melted icebergs come to the end
of their three week slow glide out of the lagoon and into
the sea. |
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Looking
inland to where the icebergs are somewhat larger. |
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Somebody
thought it might be a good opportunity for a dip in the lagoon! |
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Others
preferred to keep dry on a Zodiac. |
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Our group
took a different mode of transport on one of the amphibious vehicles.
A novelty from me! |
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It was
an extraordinary experience! |
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An ice
diamond... |
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...delivered
to us by two members of the Zodiac team... |
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...who
were clearly very good friends! |
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At the end of the adventure,
we went back to this spot, downstream of the bridge, where
we could do a little bird spotting. |
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We also
had some time to walk on the bleakly beautiful diamond beach. |
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All too soon, it was
time to leave. I got some good views of the vast ice cap
and glaciers on the way back to the ship. |
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Our guide was passionate.
As a captive audience, we were treated to some local folklore
and to his singing! There is no sound for the first couple
of minutes. |
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After lunch, Bruce set
off on foot for what turned out to be a 6km walk. He had
seen some horses in a field from the coach earlier and realised
that he hadn't had an opportunity to see one close up. This
was the last opportunity before leaving Iceland. |
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...and
a redshank thrown in for good measure. |
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Returning to the still
deserted port in good time for the 5:30pm all aboard time.
We had to depart promptly at 6:00pm because of the tides
and the tricky navigation out of the port. The departure
came and went and there was no sign of any port staff to
untie us. Every five minutes, the captain blew the ship's
horn which we assumed was in an attempt to get somebody
to come. Eventually at 6:30pm a car drew up with some men
who freed the ship. We have no idea how close we were to
not being able to depart at all this evening. |
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The tricky
departure sequence begins... |
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...following
this route. |
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Fifteen
minutes later, we were heading out to open sea. |
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A toast as we left Iceland
behind us and headed towards the Faroe Islands. What an
amazing country. We leave with wonderful memories. |
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A reminder
of the places we have visited whilst on the ship. |
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