Thursday, November 3, 2022

Iceland XIII: Riding the Waves

We took a three-hour ferry boat ride on August 23, 2022, across wide Breidafjordur fjord.   There was time for Dave, Mike, and Calder Burke to nap, for Heidi to do some needlework, and for Audrey to draw pictures with markers and get some of the marker ink on her face!



The early morning drive to the ferry along the edge of the fjord was gorgeous.


The ferry was filled full with trucks, cars, and motorcycles, as well as their drivers.
The ferry made a stop at Flatey Island, which was a trading post in the Middle Ages and is now a tourist spot, sort of like Nantucket.  

A major display at Reykyvik's Maritime Museum told of recent underwater archeology which had identified a shipwreck near Flatey Island as being a Dutch trading ship from the 1600s heavily packed for its return to Amsterdam.

The ferry brought us to the Snaefelllsnes Peninsula.  That peninsula has some of the most iconic sights in Iceland, and is only two hours north of Reykyavik.

Throughout our two weeks in Iceland, Audrey never lost her love for dandelions!



One of the pleasures of the trip was eating a really good dinner every night with Mike and Heidi.  I ordered a bowl of mussels, and there must have been 25 of them, cooked to perfection in a tomato-chili bouillon. Heidi had lamb chops and Mike ordered scallops, served on a long piece of wood, with the bark still on one side of it.  Dave ordered yet another serving of cod—the food which is iconic for Iceland.  The molten chocolate cake cost $25 per serving.  Mike and Heidi were able to withstand that temptation, but Dave and I were not.  “It should have been three times as big,” was Dave’s only criticism.

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