OOOOO day two...434 photos later...
Beware the photo dump below...
Sooooo I may have gone overboard. Definitely. But to be honest, a whole bunch of them are sets of 3 that will eventually go together, so it wasn't thaaaaat bad. I woke up bright and early, as Iceland is an hour behind London and I'm usually up for work at 7, so an early start it was. First up, hunting the hillside for my very frozen mitten. Which I did find. Then a crispy walk around the property before setting myself up for the sunrise at 9am, over the most active volcano in Iceland, Hekla. Boy oh boy. Talk about pretty. It seems so slow until all of a sudden it's an inch above the mountain. I even set up my tripod and tried to record it (hey Guy, sound familiar?) But then I think my SD card got full and I missed it. I don't know. Can't watch it anyway tho, my computer is too old to play them.
. Back to the sunrise, and me getting everyone up to watch it. Bowl of cornies each and off we go. We'd decided to do the longest journey first, which was driving down to Jokusarlon Lagoon, which is on the south east coast. It was supposed to take 4ish hours to get there, but as we were driving down the AMAZING RING ROAD WHOAMAGHAD we realised it was going to take us a lot longer. From the first amazing cliff face to the next amazing looking waterfall, to one little town of picturesque cabins and churches to glacier, after glacier after glacier. Now to me a glacier isn't the most amazing looking thing, but driving past 150 (exaggg) in a few hours is kind of awesome. So I opt out of driving this day so I can take photos haha, hence the title of this post...434 photos later. Waterfalls. Every little one we go past we want to stop at (yuou'd think we'd never been to the west coast of NZ before) but this is different. It's way more barren but in a good way (I looooove the landscape there). We missed the one you can walk behind, as we decided to stop on the way back, not realising just how long it was going to take us to actually get there and back. Ah well. We stopped at Skógafoss tho, which was nice. Stood a round while a man in a bright red jacket got in the way of all our photos for aaaages, then went away so we were like yay our turn, only to have him return 10 mintues later. Ah wellygins. On to Jokusarlon!
Huuuugest cliffs and I'm like whoaaa photo photo photo. I'm following along on the map thinking we have to almost be there, when we are all collectively looking out the left hand side at some hill when there's a little gap and we're all like ICEBERGGGGSSS!! Pulloverpulloverpulloverpullover. We pull off at the first carpark to take some snaps and be all amazed and wowcoolhowfunbutsamdontjumponthaticeberg. Then it was over to the carpark where they take tours (we just missed one which was lame) out through the ice and right up to the glacier, in one of them boat car things that can just drive into the water and float away. Wicked. Had a celebratory beer there before jumping into car and starting the drive home. Not before Claire discovering a fun new way to take photos of yourself...which is to hold the camera in front of you and run around in circles...while snapping away. Yep.
On the way home we stopped off at this trippy little picnic spot, that was all these little rocks set up in piles scattered everywhere. I can't actually remember the story, but what I'm getting off my flatmates is something to do with a Samurai, something to do with maybe lava and everyone stopped by to put a rock on a pile for good luck maybe. That is a terrible way to describe something but hazardous googling won't bring anything up so I don't know how else to describe it.
Anywho, we headed back to the pad, and on the way stopped of at a mean diner beside the water and I had some traditional Icelandic stew, which was so yum. Kinda reminded me of the spicy minestrone I had in Malta. Yum. Got home, spa'd, and looked out for some more northern lights. Cool!
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| our pad |
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| oo before sunrise selfies |
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| claire stalking up a storm |
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| best drive of my life |
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| the rainmaker |
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| Sam tempting fate |
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| after sunrise selfie |
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| best cliff ever |
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| Lomagnupur - the name and geographical location of best cliff ever |
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| glacier #43 haha |
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| aaaaaaaaaand a sunset selfie ugh gahd |
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| i do so love me some white/blue |
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| ah... |
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| apparently i love group shots now too |
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| so. darn. pretty. |
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| the rock thing which i try explain down there somewhere |
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| im not sure i even like sunset photos anymore |
Sooooo I may have gone overboard. Definitely. But to be honest, a whole bunch of them are sets of 3 that will eventually go together, so it wasn't thaaaaat bad. I woke up bright and early, as Iceland is an hour behind London and I'm usually up for work at 7, so an early start it was. First up, hunting the hillside for my very frozen mitten. Which I did find. Then a crispy walk around the property before setting myself up for the sunrise at 9am, over the most active volcano in Iceland, Hekla. Boy oh boy. Talk about pretty. It seems so slow until all of a sudden it's an inch above the mountain. I even set up my tripod and tried to record it (hey Guy, sound familiar?) But then I think my SD card got full and I missed it. I don't know. Can't watch it anyway tho, my computer is too old to play them.
. Back to the sunrise, and me getting everyone up to watch it. Bowl of cornies each and off we go. We'd decided to do the longest journey first, which was driving down to Jokusarlon Lagoon, which is on the south east coast. It was supposed to take 4ish hours to get there, but as we were driving down the AMAZING RING ROAD WHOAMAGHAD we realised it was going to take us a lot longer. From the first amazing cliff face to the next amazing looking waterfall, to one little town of picturesque cabins and churches to glacier, after glacier after glacier. Now to me a glacier isn't the most amazing looking thing, but driving past 150 (exaggg) in a few hours is kind of awesome. So I opt out of driving this day so I can take photos haha, hence the title of this post...434 photos later. Waterfalls. Every little one we go past we want to stop at (yuou'd think we'd never been to the west coast of NZ before) but this is different. It's way more barren but in a good way (I looooove the landscape there). We missed the one you can walk behind, as we decided to stop on the way back, not realising just how long it was going to take us to actually get there and back. Ah well. We stopped at Skógafoss tho, which was nice. Stood a round while a man in a bright red jacket got in the way of all our photos for aaaages, then went away so we were like yay our turn, only to have him return 10 mintues later. Ah wellygins. On to Jokusarlon!
Huuuugest cliffs and I'm like whoaaa photo photo photo. I'm following along on the map thinking we have to almost be there, when we are all collectively looking out the left hand side at some hill when there's a little gap and we're all like ICEBERGGGGSSS!! Pulloverpulloverpulloverpullover. We pull off at the first carpark to take some snaps and be all amazed and wowcoolhowfunbutsamdontjumponthaticeberg. Then it was over to the carpark where they take tours (we just missed one which was lame) out through the ice and right up to the glacier, in one of them boat car things that can just drive into the water and float away. Wicked. Had a celebratory beer there before jumping into car and starting the drive home. Not before Claire discovering a fun new way to take photos of yourself...which is to hold the camera in front of you and run around in circles...while snapping away. Yep.
On the way home we stopped off at this trippy little picnic spot, that was all these little rocks set up in piles scattered everywhere. I can't actually remember the story, but what I'm getting off my flatmates is something to do with a Samurai, something to do with maybe lava and everyone stopped by to put a rock on a pile for good luck maybe. That is a terrible way to describe something but hazardous googling won't bring anything up so I don't know how else to describe it.
Anywho, we headed back to the pad, and on the way stopped of at a mean diner beside the water and I had some traditional Icelandic stew, which was so yum. Kinda reminded me of the spicy minestrone I had in Malta. Yum. Got home, spa'd, and looked out for some more northern lights. Cool!
Comments
I hope there hasn't been too much shot stealing... haha
But betterer than the cliffs at Sagres? No.
Sun sun sun, trick is to set up, take a shower and come back to awesome footage :)