Day 23: Flögufoss – Fellabær/Egilsstaðir

No trolls or elves come to visit at night, so I have a wonderfully peaceful sleep here.

In the morning the nocturnal fog has disappeared and I realize what a beautiful place I have ended up here. I get a bit of an overview on a hill nearby and then take the towel to the visit the waterfall. To get to its base, I have to climb a little. Unfortunately, the access to the "pool" is not that easy either, so that I cannot take a real bath, only a full body wash. The cold water definitely makes you awake.

After breakfast I pack up and now the first tourists come to see the waterfall. There was no traffic all night.

I leave the beautiful valley, which I did not notice in the fog the previous evening. I still want to go to Mjoifjörður, a route that Guðmundur also recommended as a detour. The shortest way to get there is via road number 936, a maintenance route for the power line that runs along here. This road is tough. It is very steep. No problem on the way up. More of a problem on the curvy way down, where my forehead gets sweaty with the rear wheel locking and sliding sideways.

On the whole route, apart from a 4WD Volvo coming towards me at the end of the route, I don't meet other vehicles. I don't wait for the Volvo to come back because I don't think it'll really get up where I just came down.

After this detour I need to take a lunch break in Eskifjörður and also refuel there. I get the necessary supply of calories in a coffee shop.

Strengthened this way, I continue to Mjoifjörður, a valley which spreads out wonderfully in front when you drive down over the mountain.

I ride up to Dalatangi, with a small lighthouse that you can also see from the ferry. On the way I pass another waterfall, which makes me happy with a little rainbow.

I don't like the campsite in Egilsstaðir that much, so I opt for the campsite in nearby Fellabær. A good choice, because the operator tries hard to keep the place tidy and there is also a nice closed pavilion there, in which you can take refuge in bad weather.

I buy some supplies in the supermarket (and also for the ferry ride) and then visit the swimming pool in Egilsstaðir. That only costs about € 7 entry. There is also a spa called “Vök Baths” nearby, but it is aimed towards tourism and entry is € 40. Even if the hot tubs are in the middle of the lake, that's too much for me.

At the campsite I get two motorcyclists from the Czech Republic as tent neighbors, the brothers Michal and Karel. Michal has problems with his cardan and can only drive very slowly. They are very entertaining and in very good mood.