As our tour bus left the city we were overwhelmed by the vastness and stark beauty of the landscape. We quickly realized why Iceland is known as the land of fire and ice, as the vistas changed around every hill and curve. At times, there were miles upon miles of open, green rolling hills and valleys. Then suddenly as we rounded a curve, we saw a massive pristine glacier gleaming in the sunlight. Over the next hill, we steam was escaping from underground geothermal seawater through ground vents. Fire and ice in the space of a few minutes.
A brief stop at the famous Blue Lagoon made us wish we had brought swimsuits and had the time to enjoy the restorative skin benefits of bathing in the naturally heated waters. A combination of "good" blue algae, mineral salts, and white mud bottom give the lagoon its incredible aqua color and provide natural healing benefits. There’s always next trip.
There were two favorite stops on our tour. The first was the geysers ( known as geysirs in Iceland) in Haukadalur. Although the Great Geysir is virtually inactive at this time, there was plenty of action all around. Strokkur, known as the "churn," erupts about every six to ten minutes reaching heights of 60-80 feet. It is an impressive event.
At first, it appears relatively benign, a simmering pool of super-heated water with a strong sulphur smell. Then it begins to boil and a large dome-shaped bubble covers the surface. Seconds later a thunderous massive cone-shaped tower of steam and hot water shoots high into the air. As quickly as it happens, it ends. The pool drains completely and begins to refill immediately. In the thirty minutes we observed Strokkur, it erupted four times. In between shows, we walked around the geothermal park among smaller pools and mudpits, hissing, bubbling and belching steam. All too soon, it was time to move on. As we drove away, we were treated to a farewell eruption from Strokker. We put this one on our list of "return trips" for future travels.
Our next stop was Gullfoss, the Golden waterfall. The icy Hvita River cascades over an enormous two-tiered drop into the narrow canyon below. It is so violent that the air is filled with a fine mist. Sunlight filters through the mist creating a distinctive rainbow across the cataract. What an exhilarating sensory experience! We felt the power and beauty of Mother Nature at her finest.
As we made our way back to Reykjavik, the sun was beginning its descent below the horizon. A purple haze hung over the hills and the sky and sea were filled with a kaleidoscope of colors that took our breath away.
Soon we were sailing away from Reykjavik. Instead of feeling "tour-tired" I was energized and could hardly wait to take pen in hand and record the memories of this special day.