Publicēts: 03.09.2023
September 3rd, 2023: The second night at the campsite in Sudavik was not as stormy as expected; Accordingly, we slept very well again. Have I already mentioned it: the silence is sometimes so total that we believe we can hear the silence itself...We continue via the port town of Isafjördur to the end of the finger, a beach with the unpronounceable name Bolungarvíkurkaupstaður: wild sea, black sand, Mountains all around, whose slopes glow in all shades of color as soon as the sun comes out (even if only slightly). Then on to Sudureyri - through a tunnel with one-way traffic, as seems to happen often here. i.e. one lane must stop at certain passing points when there is oncoming traffic... towards the evening we reach our destination for today: camping in Pingeyri, with sun, rain, rainbow...