![]() ![]() While I could catch some good view of the coastline on the south, low-hanging clouds denied me the hoped view east towards the mainland. Sadly I must have used up my luck last night seeing the Auroras. The area seems to be private property, and one has to find the way to the top without any signs. I had decided to try my luck on the southern one, which hopefully would allow me to watch the rising sun over the bay of Hvalfjörður in the east. I had found a place called Akrafjall close by that offered two peaks to climb. After a bit of Skyr for breakfast, it was time for the first little hike. ![]() Since my body was still ticking on GMT instead of UTC, I got up two hours early. To see them with my own eyes was much different than through a lens or on a screen. Aurora Borealis is a mesmerizing experience, hardly to be described by photographs and videos. I was incredibly lucky to see them right on my first day, at the perfect time of day, in an area with little light pollution around me. Weird, where did that light come from? I looked around and could not unsee the faint green velvet-like mist moving in the sky. While taking a picture of an old boat I noticed a strange light in the lens of my camera. After dinner I headed towards the lighthouse on foot, camera at the ready to take some images of the setting sun which made cold waves glimmer golden. The campground in Akranes has a gas station and supermarket nearby. A little town by the sea, less than an hour north of Reykjavik. I arrived in the late afternoon at the airport in Keflavik, shuttled, paperwork done, and I could start my drive. The very windy weather of the following days made me very happy with that choice. That meant I could sleep inside the car, instead of a roof-tent. But this time, I decided on a little modified Dacia Dokker from a company called “Star Car Rental”. I had booked a vehicle via Northbound.is once more. While driving through the majestic landscapes of Iceland makes it worthwhile, I’d not do it a second time – see Recommended Route at the end of this post. Disclaimer: I made a bit of a mistake on the fourth day and just spent most of the day driving. This time, things didn’t go south – instead, I headed west to explore the half-island of Snæfellsbær, only a few hours north of Reykjavik. During this trip, I drove a bit more than 800km over seven days. ![]()
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