Reykjavík Grapevine


Reykjavík Grapevine - 01.05.2018, Blaðsíða 27

Reykjavík Grapevine - 01.05.2018, Blaðsíða 27
27 Th e R ey kj av ík G ra pe vi ne Be st o f I ce la nd 20 18 near a notable rock face or a bird cliff. Even for those unfa- miliar with the peculiarities of Iceland’s geology or fauna, it’s spectacular. A narrator provid- ed extra information over the on-deck PA; I casually tuned in and out as we wove between the islands, sometimes wanting to experience the grandeur of the various sites without interrup- tion. Although the weather wasn’t ideal, that didn’t diminish the beauty of the islands, in- stead giving them a primordial wild feel. Surrounded by mist and pelting rain, us travellers slipped and slid around the hull of the boat often grabbing each other for stability. There were a lot of photographers on the boat, so it felt like life-or-death. Don’t drop that Canon! Feeding time After close to 45 minutes, the boat halted and we crowded around a massive slop trough in the rear, watching as a net full of goodies was delicately raised from the choppy waters. It was finally the “Viking Sushi” por- tion. One worker pulled the net open and the trough was im- mediately covered by stacks of seafloor dwellers—clams, mus- sels, sea urchins, and even some starfish. The worker then started opening clams, scallops and mussels, handing them out to the hungry patrons. Polite queues forgotten, we scram- bled to get our own nibble, and weren’t disappointed—the mus- sels were flavourful, the fresh clams indescribably juicy, far beyond what you’d get at any restaurant. The real stand- out was the sea urchin. While restaurant sea urchin often has a weird consistency, with a pop- ping sensation when bitten into, this was melt-in-the-mouth de- lectable. Coastal views & silent fjords While the food was plentiful, it was nowhere near enough for a meal, so after disembarking, we made a pit stop at the Narfeyrar- stofa eatery. I opted for the lamb, while my companion ordered the fish of the day, fresh from the fjord. Both were proved why Narfeyrarstofa has a reputation as one of the best restaurants in the west. To reach Hótel Búðir, we de- cided to round the Snæfellsnes peninsula for some sightseeing. The weather was still patchy and changeable, but that’s a given on Iceland road trips. It’s best to expect the worst, and treat each moment of sunshine as a bless- ing. Approach an Icelandic road trip this way, and you’ll never be disappointed. There’s a lot to see in this area. Bjarnarhöfn has a gor- geous tract of lava fields, and beyond that are w ide, w i ld f jords ful l of seabirds. The peak of Kirkjufell mountain comes into view outlined by awe-inspiring coastal views, and as you get to the peninsu- la tip, there’s the white sands of Skarðsvík and black sand of Djúpalónssandur battling it out for most beautiful. Tower- ing over all of this is the spar- kling Snæfellsjökull glacier—a wonder of Iceland, if there ever was one. A surprise ending We arrived at Búðir just in time for dinner. Opting for the tast- ing menu, we were treated to a perfectly light fish soup, succu- lently tender lamb fillet, and del- icate sorbet dessert. It was still light outside as we finished, so we strolled outside to experience the famous vista around Búðir. The hotel is surrounded by a landscape that feels like an oil painting. There are lava fields, mountains, an old church and the coastline, all melding into a 360° panorama that is, without hyperbole, truly unforgettable. After drifting off to sleep, I was unexpectedly awoken by the room’s telephone. Answer- ing groggily, I heard an excited voice telling me to come outside. The gleeful cries of fellow guests flew in through my window as I opened it up to look skywards. Sitting in the window-frame, I dangled my feet outside and gazed up at green aurora sweep- ing across the sky. They danced high up in the atmosphere, and I froze, transfixed. Well, I thought, now I've had my full mini-Iceland experience. “The sparkling Snæfellsjökull glacier is a wonder of Iceland, if ever there was one.”
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