Sunday, June 22, 2008

And then Iceland kicked our ass....again..twice

After our initial, failed attempt to enter the interior (two weeks ago) we stuck to the coast and swung all the way around the island. Finally, in Kirkjubaerklauster (church, convent) we got the go-ahead from Vegagerdin (the road maintenance folks) that the interior had officially opened up. In Lil' Suz, as we dubbed her, we went storming off into the interior to Lanmannalaugar, one of the most amazing places we visited. En route, we were once again confronted with the challenge of fording a river. Confident, due to advice from our glacier guide Einard, we (Morgan) drove full speed ahead and plunged through the water. Sure enough Lil' Suz made it, and we proceeded to go splashing through about ten other bodies of water to arrive at Lanmannalaugar around 11pm. Though we slept in the car that night, we woke with a new found confidence and continued on, in pursuit of ice cream and the Kljour Route... No ice cream, but lots of chocolate covered raisins later we found F 35 (Kljour) and hit the gas. Not 40 km down the road, we saw a turn off, and thought.. sure.. lets take it... the turn off sucked, there were no glacier lagoons as hoped, but instead a significant body of water at the end, just before the main road. Fueled by our confidence of river crossings from the day before I gave the go ahead.... big mistake. Lil' Suz, and the two of us made it out of the water, but her rear suspension didn't.... Please see photo below... Disheartened we were forced to call Budget.... who sent Johann three hours later, a new 4x4 (Deborah) and a bill for $3000. (Contributions can be made to the Morgan Levy Relief Fund). I cried a little, and then we moved on, and lo and behold, less than two hours after getting our new motor vehicle, we got a flat. It took a rope tied around my waist tied to the tire, and Jason lying on the dirt road, under the car to kick the tire from behind (sadly no photo to illustrate this) but we got the tire off and made it, exhausted, out of the interior. Fortunately things have only gone up... we found the worlds most amazing bakery, and spent the solstice (the sun never set) looking at Snaefellesjokull.

We have good reason to believe that a troll turned into a boulder in the river, and actually ripped out the bottom of Lil' Suz.

Kåuntrybaer (yes... a country bar)

RIP Lil' Suz

Oh Deborah...

1 comment:

ward said...

Jason- You ARE working!
looks gaping amazing.