Reykjavík Grapevine - 05.12.2014, Blaðsíða 29

Reykjavík Grapevine - 05.12.2014, Blaðsíða 29
29The Reykjavík GrapevineIssue 18 — 2014 TRAVEL It was with some trepidation that our crew set out to bathe in as many natu- ral geothermal pools in South Iceland as we could manage in three days. It’s now common knowledge that some locals have become disgruntled at their secret hot spots becoming not-so-secret. And that is fair enough. The 2010 publication of Jón G. Snæland and Þóra Sigurbjörns- dóttir’s guidebook ‘Thermal Pools in Ice- land’—which details the location of most if not all of Iceland’s hidden hot pots—was indeed met with some frustration by lo- cals, protective of their “secret pools.” Somewhat sheepishly armed with our very own copy of the forbidden tome, we set off determined to enjoy these thermal springs in a respectful, “non-touristy” manner. Opnur Opnur thermal spring is located on pri- vate property, just past Hveragerði. As we jumped a low barbed wire fence and waded our way through a muddy bank, the sight of steaming water over a sun drenched pool felt like some kind of mi- rage. Though the spring would be con- sidered “tepid,” and the floor and walls were algae-rific, the experience was wonderful. Trekking back to the car, my friend and I found ourselves stuck knee- deep in a mud bank. The mud was freez- ing and felt more like quicksand. I lost a shoe in the ordeal, and as I scrambled through an electric fence (to the zap of multiple shocks), I envisioned the own- ers of the local farmhouse laughing at me as they watched from their windows. As I sat in shivering, muddy pain back in the car, I realised my 'Thermal Pools in Ice- land' book had been left somewhere in the mud. Cue Alanis Morissette. Seljavallalaug This pool is much frequented by tour- ists in summer, and overtly represent- ed on tourist Instagrams and in vari- ous unimaginative music videos by uninspired bands. The walk from the car to the pool is just long enough to make you feel adventurous. The scen- ery is breathtaking, as the pool is in a valley between Lambafellsheiði (to the west) and to the east, the moun- tain Raufarfell. Ignoring the used nappies in the change room, I glee- fully eased myself into the somewhat tepid water. However, hot streams of water run down the rocks on the side of the pool, which are lovely to relax on and warm up your rig. Oh, and nobody likes your trash. Pick that shit up and take it with you. Don’t be the kind of asshole you claim to have come to Iceland to escape. Hrunalaug Near the town of Flúðir, this pool is on private property. In fact, a friend used to live on that very property and remi- nisced to us about the times he spent there—wooing the ladies, enjoying a beverage in the water and relaxing with friends. When tourists started frequenting the pool, it marked the onset of frantic 4am calls to help with bogged cars, presumptuous travellers using the private hot tub near their house and even some “intimate mo- ments” interrupted by, uh, arrivals of taxis full of swimming hopefuls. How- ever, you can see why this pool be- came so popular. It is hot, picturesque and easy to find. Enjoy it, but bear in mind the vegetation surrounding the pool is becoming increasingly fragile. Kúalaug This “cow-pool” lies past Geysir in the Haukadalur valley. Previous to bath- ing in Kúalaug, we spent close to three hours trying to find neighbour- ing Marteinslaug. It resulted in forag- ing through a surprisingly dense for- est of bare trees and having to cross a brown river by building a small bridge from fallen branches. Therefore, ac- tually finding Kúalaug was the source of much joy. The water was blissfully warm, the bottom of the pool wasn’t too slimy and best of all—like in all our other dips—we had the whole pool to ourselves. Winter is the best. FOR THE BEST PRICE BOOK ONLINE AT: AIRICELAND.IS Check it out! Distance from Reykjavík Seljavallalaug: 130km But, It’s Winter! Armed with GPS coordinates, a go-with-the flow attitude, a bit of bravado against the cold and respect for the environment around you, thermal spring hopping in winter is an excellent way to beat the dark day blues. As they say “Take nothing but photographs, leave nothing but footprints.” Opnur: GPS: N63 58.875, -W21 10.591 Seljavallalaug GPS: N63 34.013, -W19 36.379 Hrunalaug GPS: N64 08.034, -W20 15.428 Kualaug GPS: N64 19.605, -W20 16.924 Englandshverir GPS: N64 29.465, -W21 10.645 Hvalfjarðarlaug GPS: N64 22.428, - W21 33.832
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