Grjótá

After a free night of camping we headed down to Gufufoss and Klifbrekkufossar. These are two waterfalls that aren't very touristy and we were lucky to get both of them to ourselves for at least a while. Because it's not so touristy, we could walk right up to Gufufoss which was amazing, we could get even closer than we did at Godafoss a few days ago. Ethan even washed his hair in the waterfall. We then drove up and down a few big mountains with lots of switchback turns which Ethan claimed would be great for the guys from The Grand Tour to do an alpine racing course on to get to Klifbrekkufossar. We both agree that this is the best waterfall so far in Iceland. It had 7 tiers, no crowd, and we walked all the way underneath the water. We did some rock climbing to get to a higher tier before coming down and having an early lunch because the scenery was too good to not spend time sitting and eating.
Iesha took the next drive! We certainly didn't expect that after Ethan gave some wrong directions (it's not so easy being the passenger princess) we ended up on 30kms of potholed gravel roads which Iesha did very well navigating. This drive took us to our first black "sand" beach which was actually black pebbles but was still nice to be at a beach, it made us feel like we were closer to home except the water was far too cold to swim in. The surf was bad and was a shorebreak so at least that was just like home.
Our next stop was our campsite which was certainly the most scenic of the trip. We got there early which meant we secured the best spot and set up our table to watch the sunset over the ocean with some wine, cheese, and crackers. Our campsite also came with access to a Viking Village which we were a little disappointed to found out was a recreation made for a movie set and the movie never even came out. Still, it was cool to walk around and Iesha got to steer the big boat. We got chatting with our neighbours who were a lovely American couple so if anyone needs a place to stay in Oregon, we've got you covered. Earlier in the day we were both commenting on how camping hasn't been as sociable as what it often is in Australia because we hadn't spoken to anyone around us so far. Our working theory is that it's because the weather is too cold so everyone is in their vans all night rather than sitting outside or around a fire and you also don't know whether anyone speaks English so there's that added barrier.Okumaya devam et