As we move west towards Reykjavik the emphasis moves from ice (glaciers) to fire (volcanoes) and we started the day with a hint of fire. This involved a short drive back east towards Vik to Reynisfjara beach. This is a
Iceland – the clue is in the name, though to clarify things a little further, they do call it the land of fire and ice. Today we spent most of our time with the latter. The moniker is very apposite
Once moored in Seyðisfjörður nothing happened particularly quickly. We had to wait to disembark as ambulance staff needed to take off an unwell passenger first. Then we waited for the bus …. About an hour and a half later we
It always seems to me that travel shouldn’t be too easy. Modern sanitised forms of transport mean that you are hardly aware of the changing landscape and culture you have travelled through and to. Being transported (or herded?) in a
The season is nearly done now, so, after dropping one of the crew for a flight from Kristiansund we headed off at 7am to drop the boat at its final destination for the winter – Hitra Marine. The first 5
We are now in our final few days before having to drop the boat at Hitra, so we decided to head off to a small island to the east of Kristiansund called Ringholmen. This island was one of the many
A lovely sail today, back, once again to Kristiansund. We had a great sail. We didn’t leave until lunchtime and the breeze then gradually filled in. As ever round here, it changed ninety degrees when we changed ninety degrees, but
With the weather improved and looking more settled we headed off for a sail today. We decided to round the north of Averøya and go once again through the Storeisundet bridge on the Atlantic Ocean Road. This time though we
Having got to Kristiansund, we decided to have a couple of days there. One deliberately to look around and the other because, once again, the wind decided not to oblige. So, on the first day, after getting various jobs done,
This morning at Oldenborg was flat calm, so we had little expectation of a sail to Kristiansund, which was only five miles away. However, as we got out into open water a lovely breeze sprang up – around 10-12 knots