After two days of fun with the snow, we picked up the visiting part of our roadtrip. The snow-ploughers had done their best on the road, so we drove to Húsavík, one of the bigger cities in the north and famous as “Whale Watching City”. We had booked our Whale watching tour: we were looking forward to meet those big mammals (and also to the hot chocolat and cinnamon rolls we’d get at the end of the cold boat trip ^^). Unfortunately, according to the sailor, the ocean was too rough for two travellers and the boat trip was cancelled.
No whales in real life. As we still wanted to see some whales and other creatures of the sea, we visited the Húsavík Whale Museum. We were quite surprised by the museum. We didn’t know what to expect, but it was a very professional, interactive, interesting and well decorated museum about whales with whale skeletons, facts about whales, the history of whale hunting and more whale things. This museum is definitely worth a visit! Nice to know: if you’re visiting the museum in wintertime, don’t be surprised to cross the local seniors: the whale museum operates an 18 hole putting course! To be precise: the northernmost putting course in the world; this in a unique setting: the whale museum, a former slaughterhouse. How funny is that!
Described in our travel guide as one of the more impressing and famous waterfalls on the island: 12 meters high, 30 meters wide. The Godafoss or “Waterfall of the Gods”, where the lawspeaker Þorgeir would have thrown the statues of his Norse gods as recognition of Christianity as the official religion in Iceland (as decided in the Alþing). I love waterfalls. I don’t know what attracts me, but the more I see waterfalls, the more I get fascinated by them. And this one was impressive. And epic. Besides the place where we parked our car, there was no sign of human activity. There was only the snow covered landscape, some stones and this …
After a few days of snow, enormous mountains, remote villages, a rough ocean and astonishing landscapes, we spent our afternoon in a city: Akureyri (“the capital of North Iceland”). A real city with a shopping mall, museums, several bars and restaurants, some historical and touristical spots (an ultramodern church, view points, a botanical garden …). That afternoon, we roamed through the city, we layed in a supply for the next days. That evening, we slept at a farm (not a hostel this time) just outside Akureyri.
Coming up: A viking fort, a turf church and seals
The map of that day (the red line)