Snaefellsness Northern Coast - 31st March 2016

Well we both slept like logs last night; I suppose the two large glasses of Baileys each might have helped. I got up around 7:15am, but no surprise Donna was already sat in the lounge looking out to sea. Not much walking planned for today, but a 100 mile round trip along the north coast of the Snaefellsness Peninsula to Stykkisholmur and back, with of course a number of stops along the way. We hadn't planned to stop at Olafsvik but Donna noticed a waterfall as we were passing through, so we parked up and spent around half an hour taking photos of the almost completely frozen outfall. And as there was a lovely modern church only about 200m away we walked back down the hill and took a few more photos before we had to return to the car as our hands were almost breaking off they were that cold; we hadn't put our gloves on as we had only expected to be out of the car for 5 minutes.

Our next stop along the road was at Kirkufell, the most photographed mountain in Iceland they say. There's a waterfall close by, but of course it was very close to being completely frozen which just adds to the wintry feel. We passed around an hour here as the mountain looked so majestic with it's crisp blue canvass background; and of course lots of photos.

The last leg of our outward journey was on to Stykkisholsmur which took us another half hour or thereabouts. The village itself has a lovely harbour and some typically coloured Icelandic houses, but disappointingly yet again we struggled to find somewhere open to eat. We did manage to find a bakery/cafe, but it had very little choice and the young lady working in there was so unhelpful. We aren't having much look with regards eating out so far! On the route back we had out last stop of the day, a short 15 minute venture next to a fjord where if you are lucky, in the winter you might get to see killer whales, dolphins and seals. Of course we weren't lucky, all we saw was a rough sea and a few birds bobbing along on the top.

We arrived back at Hellisandur and had a short stop at the church which is set in the middle of a field with the mountains behind it, then to a small heritage center in the village. It wasn't actually open but you could go through the gate and see what they had around the outside of the center, the main thing we wanted to see were the two turf roofed houses; which we did. And lastly back to our abode for the last night before we had off back down to the south-west of the island.