Trip two - Reykjanes Peninsular

Back on the bus, "Hi I'm Alison from Yorkshire" followed by "I'm John from Yorkshire", "I'm Jeff from Yorkshire" "Julie from..." Me and six people from Hull, in Yorkshire. Plus a Canadian who thought he was on Candid Camera.

Peee-ewww!

First stop, in the midst of dark lava fields, a fish drying station. The stench was unbelievable! Even the guys from Hull flinched.

Dried fish is a major export - protein pellets exported to Africa in container ships, then re-constituted as good as new.

The lava was amazing, as far as the eye could see black rubble, collapsed lava tubes, and all enveloped in green, velvety moss. They can tell the age of the lava field by the depth of the moss.

Lava fields

Sulphur pits
Hot spring

Lobster soup at Bryggjan caf

made the bus late, doilies
Blue Lagoon