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  • Day1

    Ankunft in Island

    February 10, 2019 in Iceland ⋅ ⛅ -2 °C

    Heute gegen 15.00 Uhr Ortszeit sind wir in Island gelandet. Wir wurden gleich mit blauen Himmel und Sonnenschein begrüßt. Mit unseren Mietwagen ging es dann etwa 3 Stunden in den Süden zu unserer ersten Unterkunft. Auf dem Weg dorthin haben wir den ersten Stopp an einem Wasserfall gemacht.

  • Day7

    Vanlife

    May 1, 2018 in Iceland ⋅ 🌙 14 °C

    Giggles and card games, inside jokes and passing the time while driving. Happily smushed in together for the upcoming four days with our own little kitchen, washroom and sleeping quarters. Cabinets to explore, luggage to cram in the hold in the back and decisions to be made as to who would sit facing forward and who would sit facing towards the back, who would sleep with whom on which bed and what game was to be played first. The division was clear: adulting, navigating and charting our path for the cab in the front and goofing around, snacks and carefree fun for the back.

    Our first experience in a motor home as a team of six began as soon as we arrived in Iceland. Well, that is to say it began after we waited for our luggage, after we took in some fresh air as we waited for the airport shuttle, after we warmed up in the sunny car rental office for the one and only attendant to help us only to then inform us that we were to wait for the shuttle to the camper van office, which was at a separate location. Once we finally arrived at the actual camper van rental spot it was time to sign papers, watch safety videos and get loaded up in our new borrowed rig. Nerves and excitement were felt as Trevor drove us out of the building and into the bright sunshine.

    As always is the case when traveling, especially with 4 kids, we were behind where we thought we would be in our estimated timeline. Groceries were the first priority. Trevor, Liam, Ava and I headed into the store to buy up what we thought we'd need for the next few days while the two youngest fellas played cards in the motor-home. Thankfully the fellas wanted to stay back to guard our rig because at this point we didn't know how to lock all the doors. We were sure it wasn't rocket science but after a long day of travel, groceries on our minds and a three hour drive ahead of us, we didn't seem to have the head space to sort this seemingly difficult problem out in that moment.

    With plans to live the decedent fancy life in Iceland, we stocked up on high brow items such as pasta, bread, milk, cheese, butter, juice and of course chips and treats. Oh, and we bought one onion and one pepper to jazz up our pasta sauce and a few apples just for good measure. ;) These fresh food stocks were combined with the stashed foods we lugged in our suitcases from Canada, which included things like coffee, peanut butter, oats and energy bars.

    As it was past dinner time, we decided to stay put and cook up a big vat of pasta right then and there in the grocery store parking lot before our drive to Vik. Hungry tired hangry's were setting in and we knew that if we didn't feed ourselves we'd be in for it soon after setting off. We were a bit clunky as we sorted out how to function in the space but thankfully the kids were patient as we cooked. After a good feed, we stuffed our dishes in the sink, tossed the food away and buckled up for our first leg of our time in Iceland.

    Thankfully, Trevor had a good rest on the flight from the Netherlands so he was feeling ready for the trek but unfortunately I couldn't say the same for myself. Exhaustion was setting in for me. Our day began very early that morning back in Friesland. Packing, cleaning, kid-wrangling, Schiphol airport in Amsterdam, a three hour flight, campervan rental fun and grocery acquiring. By the time we were setting out I was about ready to confess quietly to Trevor that I wanted to change our plans and make the suggestion that we camp for the night close by in Grindavik and make the drive to Vik in the morning. Instead, I started by asking him how he was feeling and if he needed anything. Sensing my tiredness, Trevor reassured me with a big smile that he was feeling great, was excited and was very ready to get us safely to Vik. With the kids settled and happy in the back, I sat back as Trevor took the lead. This was teamwork at its best. It's always a good idea to plan out your meltdowns to ensure only one of you is close to one at any given time so the sane one can pick up the slack and carry the load. Although my tired tears were close I settled into navigation and kid duties so that Trevor could drive us to our destination. We sipped away on Diet Coke, snacked on treats and began our drive.

    The sun shone nearly the whole way to our first campground stop. In May, the sun doesn't set in Iceland until nearly midnight. As luck would have it, the weather was brilliant. The wind was down and the sun was out. We donned our sunglasses in the front and took in the gorgeous scenery as we drove. As this was the second time Trevor and I had been to Iceland, this first drive was especially meaningful. We chatted away in the front, reminiscing about our trip a few years back and what looked and felt different, what we remembered and how fun and surreal it was to be able to be here with our four fools, who by this point were whoopin in up behind us. Strangely, our tolerance for their schenangans was uncannily high for this drive. We intermittently shouted back to them to look at the amazing mountain view, see the steam rising out of the ground or take in a nearby waterfall. These pitches for their admiration of the sights around them fell on completely deaf ears for this first drive. It was one of the loudest, funniest, craziest drives we've ever experienced. I wanted to video them at many points but knew that if I brought out my camera that the spell would be broken and their hyper giggles would fade. The kids were functioning solely on adrenaline and treats and were in their own world. We decided to leave them be and focus on the final hour of the drive.

    We arrived in Vik just before midnight, Iceland time, which felt like 2 am Netherlands time to us. As we arrived at the campground, we soon learned that our camping spot was not open as the websites listed and was under construction. However, there were many other camper vans parked in the nearby lot so we soon joined them and found a decent spot to land for the night.

    After a mad dash to find pyjamas, brush teeth, sort out who was sleeping where and wipe away some tired kid tears with some bedtime hugs and cuddles, we all proceeded to crash out for the night. Utterly exhausted and very ready for a few hours rest and recovery, we slept hard that night in anticipation for a big day of exploration ahead of us the next day.
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  • Day20

    South shore good karma drive

    June 9, 2017 in Iceland ⋅ ☀️ 0 °C

    Today we visited Icelands south shore: black sand beach, black & white glacier, Eyjafjallajökull (the volcano, that disturbed 10 mio. flight passengers in 2010) and the Seljalandsfoss (waterfall, you can circle around and get really wet!). On our way Bodo hosted two canadian hitchhikers and Lars took part in a tourist survey - just for our travel karmaRead more

  • Day8

    Basalt

    May 2, 2018 in Iceland ⋅ ⛅ 6 °C

    Early morning start after a short sleep in our rented camper van. Alarm sounds. Sleepy eyes. Wide eyes. Fellow camper van travelers waking, eating and taking in the morning alongside our crew. An understanding of quiet amongst us. Respectful nods to and from one another as we emerge from our homes away from home; as we ready ourselves for our day of travel ahead. Mainly adults in the various camper vans nearby. Smiles and connection as our four begin to rustle and stumble outside and make noise as only children can. Unfiltered and unabashed for the littles, sleepy and a feeling of newness and adventure on the faces of the bigs.

    Chilly sunshiny morning - the view of the sea to the South, busy chattery sea birds nesting to the North in the hill just beyond the campground and our full day of adventure awaiting us to the West. Rousing children stretching, wrestling, eating, dressing and questioning. What do I wear today? Is that a puffin? What kinds of birds are these? Do I have to get up now? How do I get my clothes out of the back compartment? Can we make this bed more comfortable tonight? What's for breakfast? Can I have more juice? How do I flush the camper van toilet? Where are we headed first?

    The town of Vik coming into view - a little town nestled in below the hills to the North and West. A small fishing village with the signs of tourism showing. Renovations at the campground we are staying at. Construction of a new large hotel has begun nearby with the promise of obscuring the view of the ocean for all unlucky enough to be behind it, including the campground. A different town in some ways from our last visit.

    Breakfast duties, tidying duties, first stop of our day explained - we are ready to part from our little borrowed piece of land that housed us so safely and quietly for our first night in Iceland. Thank you, free parking lot in Vik, just beside the only campground nearby that just so happened to be closed for the winter season still.

    What are basalt columns? How are they formed? What do they look like? How far away are they? How long do we have to drive to get there? Questions answered to the best of our abilities. Wishing we had researched how basalt is formed more in depth before our travels. Wishing we could explain in more detail how volcanic activity had formed where we were headed for our first stop. Wishing we had the parenting super power to answer all questions at once, most especially when they come at you simultaneously with the expectation you will answer them expediently, efficiently and correctly.

    Can I hold the camera? It's MY turn to use the camera! It's so cold, I need my gloves. No, I don't need a coat, I'm fine. It's not that cold. I'll grab your hat just in case you decide you need it. I need my hat; it's actually really cold out! Look at the photo shoot and the model in that pretty red dress. She must be freezing! She is freezing. Look how they are warming her between takes. Be very careful of the ocean waves. Tourists have been lost at this beach because they get too close to the water. There is a big undertoe. What's an undertoe? How cold is the water? Look at the black sand! Don't climb too high! Be careful! Let's take a picture. Can you take my picture over here? Can you take my picture too? Can I take your picture? No, it's my turn to use your phone for pictures now. Why can't we climb that hill? Because the sign says you're not allowed and it's much steeper than you think. Look at the sheep way up there! Look at the picture I just took! Mom. MOM! Dad. DAD! Can we go now? Where are we going next? How long of a drive is it? Can I have a snack? What can we have? Is there any more juice?

    I wonder if there is a coffee shop we can stop at on the way out of Vik. I need another coffee. Nope, no coffee shop nearby. Snapcracklefizz of the diet coke we just cracked open. A coveted diet coke to share for the next leg of our journey. Our campervan climbs up and over the steep hill as we head West, leaving Vik behind us. "Next time we're in Vik, I'd like to go for a horseback trail ride. Or, maybe we could spend two nights and take in the beach at sunset."

    A quick stop on the way out to take a picture beside the sign "Vik" for Vic. :)

    The kids settle into snacks and a card game. Trevor and I chat about next times and last times and this time and the sunshine, as we trade turns sipping on our liquid caffeine. Day two in Iceland has begun.
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  • Day3

    Vík

    January 15 in Iceland ⋅ ⛅ 2 °C

    Zum Abschluss dieses ereignisreichen Tages fahren wir noch nach Vík, das ist die nächste größere Stadt (930 Einwohner) seit Hvolsvöllur (in der Nähe ist unsere Unterkunft), dazwischen liegen immerhin 80km Landstraße. Pünktlich zum Sonnenuntergang fahren wir den Berg hinauf zur alten Kirche, ein wirklich malerischer Ort, um den Sonnenuntergang zu beobachten.
    Schließlich gehen wir noch tanken und machen uns auf den Heimweg. Irgendwann unterwegs fällt mir auf, dass die Reifendruck-Warnleuchte an ist. Das war vor dem Tankstopp auf jeden Fall noch nicht so. Kurz vor 18h sind wir wieder am Abzweig zu unserer Unterkunft und obwohl wir beide schon ziemlich hungrig und geschafft von dem Tag sind, beschließen wir noch die 17 km bis Hvolsvöllur zu fahren und dort an der Tankstelle den Reifendruck zu überprüfen. Dies ergibt, dass der Druck stimmt, im rechten Vorderreifen ist aber eine Delle zu sehen. Da der Reifen aber nicht weiter an Druck verliert, machen wir uns auf den Weg nach Hause. Nach ca. 10 Minuten Fahrt fängt es ordentlich an zu rumpeln. Ich fahre an den Straßenrand und es kam wie es kommen musste: der Reifen ist platt. Das hätte jetzt auch nicht sein müssen! Immerhin ergibt die Inspektion des Kofferraums, dass wir einen Reservereifen an Bord haben, allerdings ist es nur ein Sommerreifen. Werkzeug zum Reifenwechsel kann Addi nicht entdecken. Ein Anruf bei der Autovermietung kann das immerhin klären und Addi findet das Werkzeug. Zum Glück sind wir gerade an einem Abzweig vorbeigefahren, sodass wir dorthin zurückrollen können, um den Reifen zu wechseln. Dann gehts zurück an die Tankstelle nach Hvolsvöllur in der Hoffnung, dass uns dort jemand eine Werkstatt nennen kann. Der Jüngling an der Kasse muss sich erstmal in der Küche schlau machen und kommt dann mit zwei Nummern zurück. Bei der einen geht keiner mehr ans Telefon, die anderen bieten keine Reparaturen an, es handelt sich wohl eher um einen Tourenanbieter. Addi geht noch mal in die Tankstelle und versucht sich den Weg zu der Werkstatt, wo keiner mehr ans Telefon gegangen ist, erklären zu lassen. Sie ist im Ort, soviel wird klar, der Rest der Wegbeschreibung ist eher wage. Wir fahren etwas ratlos durch den Ort, fragen noch einmal jemanden und schließlich kommen wir dank Google Maps ans Ziel. Die Werkstatt ist natürlich schon zu (es ist fast 19h), aber so wissen wir wenigstens, wo wir morgen früh hinmüssen. Hoffentlich haben sie einen Reifen auf Lager, denn morgen haben wir eine ziemlich lange Autofahrt geplant...
    Etwas geknickt fahren wir in die Unterkunft, kochen uns schnell etwas zu essen und machen uns dann noch einmal auf nach draußen. Denn da es heute den ganzen Tag so wunderbar klar war, hoffen wir auf Polarlichter. Sterne sind zu sehen, aber Polarlichter leider nicht. Eine gute Stunde harren wir mit warmem Tee und dem Fotostativ aus, dann geben wir auf. Als ich nachts noch einmal wach bin, gehe ich kurz nach draußen um zu schauen, ob jetzt vielleicht etwas zu sehen ist, aber leider hat es angefangen zu regnen und der Himmel ist komplett zugezogen.
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  • Day3

    Basaltsäulen am Reynisfjara Strand

    January 15 in Iceland ⋅ ☀️ 3 °C

    Als vorletzte Station fahren wir nun zum anderen Ende des Reynisfjara Strand. Es ist übrigens der berühmteste schwarze Sandstrand in Island und einer der bekanntesten in der ganzen Welt. Aus der Nähe ist die die wilde und dramatische Schönheit, wo die donnernden Wellen des Atlantiks mit gewaltiger Kraft auf die Küste treffen, noch beeindruckender als von dem Aussichtspunkt zuvor. Nicht selten beobachten wir Besucher, die plötzlich vor der Brandung davonsprinten müssen, um keine nassen Füße zu bekommen - nicht immer mit Erfolg.
    Vor dem Strand sind drei hochaufragende Steinstelen im Meer zu sehen. Nach einer isländischen Legende sind die so genannten Reynisdrangar-Spitzen die Überreste eines Kampfes zwischen zwei lokalen Trollen und einem dreimastigen Schiff. Als das Tageslicht kam, verwandelten sich die zwei Trolle zu Stein, das Schiff war mit ihnen für alle Ewigkeit gefangen und formte eine Gruppe von Seespitzen, die wir heute als Reynisdrangar-Kolumnen kennen.
    In Wahrheit waren diese natürlich vorkommenden Formationen während der letzten Eiszeit Teil der Reynisfjall-Bergkette, aber nach langen Schlechtwetterperioden verloren sie ihre Verbindung zum Rest der Bergkette und sehen nun so aus als wären sie allein aus dem Ozean gewachsen.
    Auffälligste Eigenschaft sind aber die riesighohen Basaltkolumnen sowie eine natürlich geformte Höhle, ebenfalls aus Basalt. Leider sind sie auch ein beliebtes Fotomotiv und so tummeln sich hier eine Unmenge an Menschen, so viele haben wir bisher überhaupt noch nicht gesehen. Es ist dementsprechend quasi unmöglich ein Bild dieser beeindruckenden Felsformation zu machen, ohne auf den Absätzen posierende Personen ebenfalls mitabzulichten. Man mag sich gar nicht vorstellen, was hier zur Hauptreisezeit im Sommer los ist. Aber wir lassen uns nicht entmutigen und erkämpfen uns einen halbwegs gesonderten Spot für unser Foto.
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  • Day3

    Vik

    January 21, 2019 in Iceland ⋅ ❄️ 2 °C

    Heute ging es auf große Tour in den Süden. Obwohl wir schon um neun in Reykjavík losgefahren sind, haben wir unseren ersten Stopp erst um halb zwei erreicht. Den schwarzen Strand. Wie ich mir vorher schon gedacht hatte, war der Strand allerdings weiß. Welch Zauberei. Vor allem hat das Meer mega Wind und Schnee einen entgegen getragen. Also Bild gemacht und zurück in den Bus.

    Ein paar Minuten weiter haben wir dann in Vik Mittagspause gemacht. Dort war auch noch mal Strand und vor allem kein Niederschlag, nur mega Wind. Aber Bilder konnte man machen :) Könnte nur ein bisschen Handschuh drauf sein.
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  • Day13

    Es fühlt sich nach Sonntag an....

    August 1, 2017 in Iceland ⋅ ☀️ 34 °C

    .... erste Nacht mal nicht im Zelt geschlafen, das erste Mal Ausgeschlafen und es hat trotz Bewölkung nicht geregnet 😊 Trotzdem fühlt sich der Tag heute nach Sonntags an. Ein bisschen zu wenig Aktion für meinen Geschmack. Aber das ist wahrscheinlich manchmal einfach so, wenn man alleine reist. Morgen auf dem Campingplatz in Skaftafell halte ich die Augen nach nem Hikingpartner offen. Nach Island bin ich höchstvermutlich stark unterhopft 🤔Read more

  • Day18

    Heute: Südküste

    June 9, 2017 in Iceland ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Black Sands Beach und
    Sólheimajökull Gletscher.
    Danach zu dem bösen Vulkan, der 2010 den Flugverkehr lahmgelegt hat: Eyjafjallajökull, um zum Schluss hinter die Kulissen des Seljalandsfoss zu blicken. Wahnsinn!

You might also know this place by the following names:

Vík í Mýrdal, Vik i Myrdal, Vik, Вёска Вік, Վիք, ヴィーク, 비크이뮈르달, Vikas, Вик, Vík, 870, Вік і Мірдал

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