Today was amazing. We had an early start at 7 o'clock for the journey to Selijandafoss. Seljandafoss is a giant 44m waterfall that is one of the most stunning things I have ever seen. We made the treacherous journey behind the waterfall (slowly but surely) where the spray had frozen over the rocky pathway producing treacherous black ice. After getting some amazing pictures, and bum shuffling down the wooden stairs, we finally made it back to the bus in one piece.
Just before we reached the glacier, we stopped at a rural cinema to watch a locally made film about the farm across the road that witnessed the devastation of the eruption of Eyjafjallajökull. We saw how they had to adapt to the circumstances and slowly but surely rebuilt their lives.
Finally (after a selection of sing along abba songs courtesy of Lexy and the crew) we made it to the Sólheimajökull glacier. The sight was truly breathtaking. However not as breathtaking as it once was. We learnt that the glacier was once twice as big and stretched further than the eye could see. However thanks to global warming the glacier has started to melt therefore retreat back into the volcano's face. As we scaled the glacier, in our crampons, attached to each other, we saw bottomless moulins and cracks that drilled their way through the ice. We stopped briefly to taste the fresh water and watch the sun set behind the ice capped mountains above us.
PS Still no sign of the Northern Lights, Grandad.
By Genevieve myhan
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