Taking time to update the blog takes more time than I thought, and therefore I haven't written anything lately, but now..
Much has happened since last post. Then I didn't know how I was going to solve the problem of lacking some days. However, when I saw Ragnheiður Gröndal was having a concert at Egilsstaðir, it was an easy choise to take the bus all the way. And it was totally worth it. If you haven't heard her, google or YouTube her. What an amazing voice!
Taking the bus was easy. It seems like bikers often take bus, and the bus company and the driver had good experience in carrying bikes and baggage. I had told them in advance that I was bringing a bike and trailer, so when the bus arrived he had a hanger for all my stuff!
So, suddenly I was several days ahead of the "schedule", and I felt for bicycling again. Between Egilsstaðir and Seyðisfjörður there is a mountain pass called Fjarðarheiði. I went up the hills, a 550 meter climb. It was steep, but the last weeks of bicycling had certainly showed result, and it became a beautiful trip.
But finally the saturday came that I had waited for, and Rannveig and Karl came flying in to Egilsstaðir and made my everyday brighter. The arrival was celebrated with taco, which btw is perfect for outdoor cooking!
Much has happened since last post. Then I didn't know how I was going to solve the problem of lacking some days. However, when I saw Ragnheiður Gröndal was having a concert at Egilsstaðir, it was an easy choise to take the bus all the way. And it was totally worth it. If you haven't heard her, google or YouTube her. What an amazing voice!
Taking the bus was easy. It seems like bikers often take bus, and the bus company and the driver had good experience in carrying bikes and baggage. I had told them in advance that I was bringing a bike and trailer, so when the bus arrived he had a hanger for all my stuff!
So, suddenly I was several days ahead of the "schedule", and I felt for bicycling again. Between Egilsstaðir and Seyðisfjörður there is a mountain pass called Fjarðarheiði. I went up the hills, a 550 meter climb. It was steep, but the last weeks of bicycling had certainly showed result, and it became a beautiful trip.
But finally the saturday came that I had waited for, and Rannveig and Karl came flying in to Egilsstaðir and made my everyday brighter. The arrival was celebrated with taco, which btw is perfect for outdoor cooking!