Iceland review - 2015, Síða 72

Iceland review - 2015, Síða 72
70 ICELAND REVIEW really sad.” In June 2013, he relocated to Þykkvibær after the Ministry of agriculture reallocated the land—“the rent is cheap,” he says—to start afresh. When Júlíus started out more than 35 years ago, the pure landrace was at a risk of extinction. That is no longer the case. Their exact number is unknown but he guesses 4,000-5,000. The appearance of each hen is unique, he says. “I’m always dis- covering new colors.” Today he has around 50 subscribers or ‘foster parents’ and the hens produce a combined 200 eggs per day. prospective subscribers are sent photos of 15 to 20 hens from which to choose. Standing in the center of the chicken pen with the hens constantly moving and pecking at our shoelaces it’s a wonder how he ever got them to sit still. “They’re the worst models. Sometimes I put them out in the sun, get them still and take the photo— and it comes back with no head! They’re constantly jumping around,” Júlíus says as the photographer attempts to take their portraits. With plenty of room to move, there’s little reason for them to stay still. “The hens are let out every day, unless it’s raining, but in the snow it’s fine. The pen is always open. The hens also have 24-hour access to food—they are fed organic fodder, there’s no GMO corn here—and water,” Júlíus explains. people are also welcome to visit the farm and choose a hen themselves—as well as a name—check on them whenever they like or even rent them. “If they’re thinking about maybe having hens but aren’t sure if it’s for them, they can borrow them for a few weeks or months and see how it goes. … Often people end up keeping them, while others borrow their foster hens dur- ing the summer when they tend to spend a lot of time at their summerhouses. They come back each year and say, ‘I’m here to pick up Gulla’ or this or that hen. I really want people to take part in preserving the stock,” Júlíus says. PaSSion for PoUltry Things are going well for Júlíus these days. He currently has around 230-300 hens and 35 roosters, and there are plans to expand the chicken shed, which was once used to house cows but had been out of use since 2006. While the heritage breed is his first love, he has a passion for all things poultry; his birds include quails, Chinese silkies and american bantams, which are separated from the settlement hens to prevent cross- breeding. So passionate is Júlíus that he’s toying with the idea of opening a bird park to educate people about the different spe- cies of poultry. Speaking of different breeds, Júlíus is highly critical of what he consid- ers overly strict regulations in importing different species to Iceland. “you’re not allowed to import any hens or eggs, even with all the paperwork and certification, but people will sometimes do anything and have obviously smuggled in eggs. They’re like the mafia, the people controlling the agriculture industry here in Iceland. It’s really difficult as well as expensive to get your products on the market. and if I want to get my eggs certified organic, it’s a dif- ficult process and costs a fortune.” one Potato, tWo PotatoeS The majority of Þykkvibær’s inhabitants make a living from potato farming, as they have for decades. In the past, most made their money from the fishing industry, traveling to nearby harbors (Þykkvibær is without its own) but that changed over time. The usually good weather—the ideal amount of humidity and frost that arrives late—the sandy soil and the surrounding infrastructure is what makes the village ideal for potato farming. Recently, two windmills were erected in the village and now power the potato processing factory and Roberto’s coolers, as well as houses across town. around 1970, the number of cows started to drop while potato farming increased, Sigurbjartur pálsson at the farm Skarð tells us when we visit his potato stor- age warehouse further down the road. Sigurbjartur grew up on a nearby farm but later moved to the southeast of the country where he met his future wife. In 1982, at age 22, he moved back to follow in his parents’ footsteps. “It’s something I thought I’d never do!” he insists. Back then there were around 35 farmers in the village but today they are down to ten, he tells us. Þykkvibær’s population has been on the decline and is less than half what it was two decades ago. “The farmers are getting older and older and not many of the younger generation want to continue their work, but the quantity of potatoes being produced actually hasn’t dropped much over the years. The weather conditions have sometimes been difficult, though.” Iceland’s 2013 potato harvest was only half of its usual yield of around 12,000 tons due to a cold summer and excessive rainfall, and 2014 was also difficult. “If there’s too much rainfall, the fertilizer washes away,” he elaborates. Sigurbjartur has in the past voiced his concern about the difficulties farmers face, including the consequences of potato production costs exceeding the market price. “If potatoes are sold for 60 krónur [per kilo] year after year but it costs 70 krónur to produce them, this can only end in one way,” he told RÚV in November 2012. according to the Icelandic association of Horticulture producers, potatoes com- pose roughly two-thirds of Iceland’s veg- etable output and around 60 percent of the yield is produced in Þykkvibær. “We try to produce enough potatoes in Iceland for domestic use but usually we can only produce around 80 percent of what is consumed,” Sigurbjartur says. He harvests between 300 and 600 tons each autumn on his 30-hectare (74-acre) farm. The local potato processing plant manufactures a variety of products, including potato salad, gratin and chips. “Everything in Þykkvibær is about potatoes,” he says with a laugh, adding: “Except of course at Roberto’s and Júlíus’.” * trAVeL “If they’re thinking about having hens they can borrow them and see how it goes. ... I really want people to take part in preserving the stock.” Júlíus Már Baldurssson. b
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