It‘s Sunday, late afternoon. I‘m ready to witness my first volcanic eruption, equipped with 3 cameras and of course a Samsung Galaxy for the mandatory eruption-selfie.
I grew up in Iceland. Since I was little I’ve known about the forces that dwell under our feet. There is something about the Earth that demands your attention and your respect. So when something like the eruption in Holuhraun happens, the first thing you think is “I hope everyone is safe”. The second thing you think is “How can I get there?”.
Which brings us to last Sunday afternoon. I had arranged for a pilot to take me to the site of the volcanic eruption in Holuhraun (known to the world as Bardarbunga). The flight was supposed to be 3 hours there and back and we were supposed to be there at dusk.
The flight started out great. No turbulence and spirits high. So far so good. But as we moved over the national park of Thingvellir the outlook started to worsen. We hit some rain and the beautiful scenery of Iceland disappeared ahead into white clouds. We were devastated but not surprised when the pilot said, “I don’t think it’s worth it guys”. But when the pilot says it’s not safe to continue you can’t argue.
So no volcanic eruption this time, but the trip was not wasted. Not at all. I’ve been the Golden Circle probably hundreds of times but I’ve never seen the beautiful attractions like Gullfoss, Geysir and Thingvellir from the air. It gives you a whole new perspective and I highly recommend it.
The volcano adventure is not over for me. We’re trying again on Thursday, stay tuned and keep your fingers crossed (for me). Meanwhile, here’s the beautiful Golden Circle.
