Today was a day of waterfalls. First we drove out to mighty Svartifoss, which we had skipped over yesterday because of a heavy downpour. Now I’m not adverse to getting out in the pouring rain but it was just miserable out and the fog was pretty heavy which meant that there was a high chance of not so great photos.
It’s a long hike to the falls – a very long uphill battle as a matter of fact that is until one has to head back down into the valley below to see this waterfall up close and personal. It is a beauty with all the basalt columns surrounding it. While here we were able to experience a few different weather patterns while we photographed – it went from drizzle to hail to snow to sun. All in the span of an hour or possibly less – I didn’t time it. Crossing a bridge and up the other side Kathy and I clambered up onto the tallest peak in this park to get a view of not just one but two glaciers! (Still working on finding a great photo to show you). Then it was off to meet up with Paul and Galina who missed our waving from above.
As we walked downhill we found another waterfall, Heygotufoss rushing out of a crevice on the lower cliffs. I had to get a few different angles but my favourite is the one above. After shooting for awhile we realized that we had to get our butts back to the car because the other two were waiting for us by the car. To our surprise we were the first ones down and when Paul and Galina showed up we discovered they went on a side path to check out some more turf homes. There’s definitely a lot to discover here in the park and I wish we had more time to explore.
On the drive back to the hotel there was a waterfall by the side of the road that when the wind is just right it looks as though it flows skyward. It was our lucky day when we drove by that it was windy enough to see the phenomenon. It is very strange to wrap your mind around – you know its flowing down but visually its not what seems to be going on. Iceland continues to amaze me with strange and wonderful things.