Today was one of our longest driving days of our tour around the ring road. We left Ísafjörður around 8:15, grabbing the final of the multi cache from last night on the way out of town. We stopped a few times within the first two hours. Once was to get a better look at some seals in the water, though they were still pretty far away. The second stop was to grab another cache, this time an ammo can hidden in a nice quiet spot near a river emptying into the current fjörd. Amber took over driving at that point, and was just thrilled when the road turned to gravel in short order. She took care of all of those parts before getting sleepy and asking me to take over.

A panorama near ground zero of the cache. The phone sort of smeared Amber’s head when she stood up during the capture.

We’re standing on a bridge over a river just before it meets the coast.

Here’s a shot of the river from the bridge.

I took us the rest of the way to Holmavík and the Museum of Icelandic Sorcery and Witchcraft. This Museum is primarily comprised of stories and a handful of reproductions as opposed to actual artifacts, but it was still pretty interesting. We learned about some of the crazy things people used to believe and also how many people were burned to death for practicing Witchcraft in Iceland. We also saw the necropants, which were sufficiently creepy. The Museum was also conveniently a restaurant, so we went ahead and ate there as well. I had a seafood soup, while Amber had a dish with trout, potatoes, and onion. Yum!

The only interesting activity for the afternoon was a stop at Kolugjúfur waterfall. This spot is only a few kilometers off the ring road. It was extremely windy when we got there, so I didn’t bother trying to take any waterfall shots with the good camera. Instead, we explored the rocks near the top of the canyon and took some pics on my phone. Oh, and there was also a cache there, too.

There are a series of drops into a deep canyon, but this is by far the most interesting.

This gives an idea of how deep this canyon was.

After the waterfall, it was time for the last leg of our drive to Akureyri where we are staying for the night. There was nothing particularly interesting to report about this part of the drive. The host at Our Guesthouse seemed particularly eager to talk to someone when we arrived. He explained all of his favorite things to see near Lake Mývatn and beyond (most are already on the agenda for tomorrow). We hauled our stuff up to our room, then set off for dinner at Goya Tapas Bar where I’m typing this post. Time to sign off.