As we like to be lazy in the morning, we left Reykjavik pretty late, around 11 am and we started heading South. We were considering going to Landmannalaugar, as it felt like a shorter drive, but it occurred that the road to Kerlingarfjoll is actually 6 minutes shorter, even when this spectacular mountain range lies nearly in the heart of the Icelandic inaccessible interior.
And as always, the part of the Road nr 1, passing through the “Christianity” lava fields was all foggy with low visibility (the name derived from an eruption that created the lava fields that happen in a year when Iceland was turning to Catholicism). The fogginess in this area can be a result of the nearby geothermal powerstation that produces enormous amounts of steam and when the temperature drops it condenses and hovers over the surface of warmer asphalt.
The weather in Iceland can change very dramatically and we were going to witness many times throughout the day.
When we have finally managed to escape the traffic jam in Selfoss caused by the local roadworks and the tourists heading South to discover all the tourist attractions of the Icelandic Ringroad, we took a turn into road nr 35. Then we noticed the remains of Canadian Lupin that was still blooming so expansively last month making Iceland look for one month like the French Provance during lavender blooming time.
Now we could admire only the green remains of lupin, but not for so long as very soon we were about to change from the asphalt to the F35 gravel road and enter the monotonous deserts of the Icelandic Interior.
The further we went, the soil began to turn more brown and reddish.
Also, the mountain contours and meandering gravel roads started to rise ahead of us.
The white surface of the Langjokull – second glacier of Iceland looming on the horizon.
From time to time we were passing some bikers traversing the Icelandic Highlands and trying to hide from the dust floating up after speeding jeeps.
The vastness of spaces surrounding you in Icelandic landscapes can make everyone feel really overwhelmed. We appear to be just little silhouettes barely perceptible on the horizon in comparison to the unpredictable forces of nature. At the same time, we as species have already damaged the environment on a huge irreversible scale.
We would not be ourselves if we would not take some photos through the windows, which make us feel more like we were really there. So, here it is.
The turquoise waters of the Hvitarvatn. We ware getting closer to the center of Iceland and we start feeling like the Martians.
When you travel across Iceland you are thankful for every bridge that allows you to avoid dangerous river crossings.
We couldn’t wait longer, decided to see the surroundings from totally another perspective and made some droning.
We’ve been to Kerlingarfjoll last September after the first fresh snow has already covered surrounding peaks, and then promised ourselves we’ll come back in the summer when the white cover will disappear reviling the famous orange hills, looking like a popular Icelandic salted caramel chocolate. Hope to come back there soon.