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We started our second day with a delicious breakfast prepared by Olinda, the mother of our friend Una. Coffee and orange juice were accompanied by homemade bread prepared with many spices. When bread is smeared with butter, cream cheese and homemade jam berries of both local and other fruit: the rubharb. We also ate crepes, or “pancakes crisis” as they call it in Iceland. This is because they are made with leftovers from the preparation of porridge, which is a typical breakfast food in times of crisis.
After breakfast we take a walk around the farm, we approach the horses has Olinda. She trains, and presents exhibitions and competitions. In total there were 29 horses of all ages, including three of them born just a few months earlier in the spring.
Horses are very curious and approached us as we walked parallel to them, allowing acariciasemos. It was her way of greeting and welcome us to Iceland. Also arrived just in time to witness the whole process of courtship and romance that took place between a pair of horses on the farm.
Icelandic horses are different horses from around the world. They are slightly smaller and have lots of hair on the head. These horses have a lot of will and energy, but, nevertheless, also have a very sweet temperament. They are horses with a lot of resistance and have five different ways of walking or jogging. One of these is very stable trot, the rider barely seen the horse’s movement when performing this type of jogging. Read the rest of this entry »
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For our second day the plan was to take a tour of the main attractions on the south coast of Iceland. This area is not so touristy as the Golden Circle, but remains part of the highway number one, which is shaped like a ring and runs throughout the island, which is also a place easily accessible to tourists. There are also the southern coast variety of tours of the day, although less than in the case of the Golden Circle
Our first stop was the waterfall Seljandsfoss. From a distance it seemed only a small waterfall with thin and less abundant waterfalls. However, once we get closer, we saw that was really beautiful. A path can pass through the sides and behind Seljandsfoss, turning the whole and can appreciate it from all angles. Small flowers of different species, yellow and purple decorated the waterfall area, producing a strong contrast with the green vegetation.
The sun began to shine once we move away from the falls along the path marked for this purpose. The trail culminated near a cave where there was water to a height of two feet. But our friends A and Onni were prepared. In the car, had brought several pairs of wading boots. Such boots are similar to rain boots, thick and waterproof. Turn, are very high, ranging from feet to almost English, protecting the whole legs. Read the rest of this entry »
A sign indicated that only the big 4 × 4 vehicles were eligible to travel on the rough roads of the central highlands of Iceland. The road was not paved, but was well marked, since it is illegal to drive off designated areas. These roads, radiating from the main road into the highlands of central China, tend to be frozen or covered with snow during the winter, so they are only open for a couple of months in the northern summer, between June and approximately August. Luckily we had the vehicle referred to transit there.
The landscape changed dramatically after spending the last farm. No one was living there. The soil was gently undulating, with small mountains everywhere. It was common to find rocks of irregular shapes with rounded edges and covered with small green plants with abundant foliage. This was the typical landscape of the area. Onni As later explained, these were pieces of old lava-product of past eruptions – that had cooled once fell and were covered with mold.
Onni drove the car, climbing the mountains. At some point, we could not see anything. There was very foggy and the road was visible only a few feet ahead of us., Then everything turns white and confusing. Nevertheless, we were hard to follow the path. Only we should focus our attention on what one described as “the GPS of the old days”: small clusters of rocks in piles about three feet high, which in the past were used by those who walked these areas. Each mountain was assigned a number, and the travelers had a map that showed the location of each lot numbered. Thus, travelers could orient themselves when passing through the central highlands of Iceland. Read the rest of this entry »