LAND OF ICE AND FIRE (continued, part 3) On the way back to the guest house we visited Keriz, lake, located in the crater of a volcano. We missed, apparently, a wonderful sunset from the top of an old volcano, however, felt thirst for adventure, we decided to go down the red rocks to the very crater lake. The lake, which is not surprising, it was frozen. Through fissures in the ice, I can say that the ice was thick - about 20 centimeters. Here, under the ice, we would never have failed. By the way, what on the surface of the lake there was no waves, making the ice stronger. It also influenced the fact that the ice surface was perfectly smooth. Here one could make a great ice rink. Unfortunately, we skate with them was not, so we had to "ride" on the sneakers. I did it rolled away on them pretty far. Although there was dirty. I jumped on the ice fish, as do the players after scoring a goal, and smeared themselves with mud red jeans and a jacket. I do not know why, but the others did not dare to go in the middle of the lake, despite the fact that the ice was thick. I even jumped on it with all his strength to prove it. Oh well. Keriz We returned to the hotel, and it's time to cook the chicken, after all was Christmas Day. Thrusting the chicken in the oven for an hour, we decided to walk in Hveragerdi. There are not very much to look at. Is there swimming complex, fenced area with natural hot springs, such as in Rotorua (a resort town in New Zealand, famous for its geysers, approx. Perevi.) River, which allegedly flowing hot water (no, not flows - we probably were not in that part of the river), and a bakery, which is to bake bread using geothermal heat is located directly beneath the city. But it was Christmas and everything was closed. We returned to the guest house and saw that it was all smoke and fire alarm roar that is urine. Damn! But perhaps it was burnt down some snuff from a previous use, because our chicken - most importantly - was in order. And there was delicious. After a while, after we opened the windows and aired, the situation was back under control. Jacuzzi in the cold Our Christmas dinner was complemented by grilled vegetables. Vkusnotischa! We are anticipating a time when taste the apple pie, except that our purchase was not cake, it was just for baking cakes. Well, there is nothing surprising in such a situation, when you can not read the label on the package. But we had a good laugh. It seems every year I'm celebrating Christmas abroad: last year I was in Dubai earlier in London, and before that in Oakland. Where will I be next Christmas? Somewhere where it is warm, if you're lucky. Technically it's Christmas in Hveragerdi was White Christmas. Snow still lay with the last storm, although the snow on Christmas Day and did not go. Ice with bubbles before you go to another walk around the city, I asked the hostess if you want to go out of town to see the northern lights. Very nice elderly woman replied that it is not necessary, that it can be seen directly in the city. Immediately after dinner, she came and knocked on the door and said that shine has begun, and already he had just seen. For the occasion, we decided to ambush - in the Jacuzzi with a glass of whiskey. Sitting in the bath, we were staring into a pure night sky, where we suddenly noticed a faint greenish glow. The glow was a bit brighter, but it did not become showy. We tried very hard to photograph, but it disappeared. At SPC, however, turned out to make a stunning snapshot of where lights looked much brighter than we have seen it. As soon as the northern lights and our hopes again to see it evaporate, we stayed in the jacuzzi alone with whiskey. The only thing that does not evaporate and does not melt, was ice in our glasses. It seems there were about four degrees below zero. It seems to be shining the next day we went to Reykjavik, but first decided to go to the south of Iceland to look at another famous waterfall - Skogafoss. Keeping the path along the highway that goes through all the south coast of Iceland, we ran into another big beautiful waterfall. We stopped to look at him. It so happened that we stopped at Selyalandfoss. And although we do about this waterfall is not heard, he was still quite well known. We approached the base of the waterfall and feel the icy mist on their faces. On a small wooden bridge, we passed over the dark blue water to the staircase, which from the icy spray was completely covered with ice. Again, feeling thirst for adventure, SPC, somehow, slipping and falling, managed to climb up the ladder to look down at the pool, which fell in a waterfall. And if he thought up the frozen stairs would be difficult, he clearly had no idea how hard it is for him to descend. And failing to properly tackle the railing, because they too were in the ice and slid, the SCI most of the way down has done to his "fifth point". And yet he complained that he had a sore tailbone, we complained that we hurt from laughing bellies. And, of course, I could not climb stairs. I think the whole thing in the technique of lifting. I made a hole in the ice, then to put there socks, and at the same time, his hands clutched at the bars that hold the handrail. No problem at all! The top is actually a wonderful view and the mist from the spray fell on the face even there. When I went down, the guys kept their cameras at the ready - but all in vain. At this time I inserted into the ice heels. Thus, I managed to come down, and it came at me quite well. - Well, here! It was a bit slimmer than I had hoped - said the SCI. On the way to Skogafossu we stopped at the roadside, where the grazing herd of Icelandic horses. Icelandic horses are small and stocky, and they have more fur than normal horses. They are generally more like a pony. Apparently, the import of horses in Iceland can not. And apparently, they are quite happy with those horses, which brought the Vikings many centuries ago. Horses they are friendly. Ice level Finally, we reached a beautiful waterfall Skogafoss. This is a big wide high waterfall about 60 meters. I tried to get close to it as closely as possible, clinging to the rock. But I soon realized, after seeing the big stalactites that hung above me, it would be better to stay away from the overhanging cliffs. Literally 10 seconds after I walked away from the edge, behind me came a roar, like a smashed some glass, and tourists, standing in front of me gasped in unison. Wow, such a thing and head could get. Before the waterfall ice formed in the form of bubbles that seem out of the land - a little strange, but beautiful. Icelandic horses My friends decided to climb the stairs that went to the top of the waterfall. On the way back up the wind was strong and chill. Gravel on top was pretty slippery, so we are not seriously concerned when the SCI stepped over the fencing rope to get closer to the waterfall. A gust of wind or one awkward movement, and he would fly into the river or even down. To our delight, he came back unharmed. On the way to Reykjavik, we would like to find a small pretty fishing village, which the guys have read somewhere. Unfortunately, the beginning to get dark, we do not find it Smalley, and went to Reykjavik. Selyalandfoss sun rises here at 11:30 am, and sits down at 3:30 of the day. It is up significantly lower, and it takes a few hours before it finally go down, so here you can admire the beautiful sunsets from 3:30 to 5 pm. And although there starts to get light at about 10 am, the sun is not much less than, say, in London. Rural areas in Iceland is almost devoid of vegetation, and the band going somewhere highway make it something like a deserted road on the island of the North in New Zealand. In the land full of stone and light brown bush - this color, we can say here is basic. Once I saw a postcard on which was portrayed by Iceland in the summer, I think I would like to come back here during the warmer months. Sunshine at this time of year, almost around the clock, all the earth is covered with grass and completely ceases to be like a dull winter landscape. While the waterfalls, which we managed to see, looked just amazing, especially the part Icy. I could not help thinking that the summer those same falls, must look even better: the sound of falling water louder, and the contrast between the green banks and the white cloud of spray becomes even stronger. But best of all in the rural parts of Iceland that is nemnogolyudno. Iceland is home to only 320 thousand people in the area of ??103,000 sq.m. That is, only 3 people per square kilometer. And the country is totally ruined civilization. So if you are looking for a beautiful place with unique culture, so for some time to escape from everything and everyone - Iceland, of course, one of those places. Start material: See also: Three days with pork, rum and salsa
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