Let me first answer the question: Why Iceland?
My first year of college was at Smith College in Northampton, MA. Totally separate story, but despite how much fun I had, I only lasted one year there. It turns out that you should attend college for more reasons than just playing soccer. But I digress. I whimsically chose a class in the English department to satisfy the freshman requirements called “Icelandic Saga” taught by Professor Craig Davis. And lets just say that the class did not leave my brain for the next 26 years. I absolutely loved it! The class was a curious mixture of geneology, world history, religious studies and story telling. I became fascinated with how such a volcanic, harsh and lean environment influenced a religion that contained Giants, Gods, Man, and incredible natural disasters. Years later, I read the Nobel literature winning book, Independent People, by Halldor Laxness. And I was hooked. I had to see Iceland sometime in my life.
Last year for my birthday, Mark gave me an Icelandic map and two handwritten plane tickets! Letty and Morgan made me a rice krispie cake in the form of the Icelandic flag, and that might have been the best birthday ever. Mark and I immediately knew that we wanted to bike parts of the country, because there is no better way to get to know a place than by going about 15 mph, seeing the plants and animals first hand and feeling the weather going with you. It took Megan and Clint a mere 0.0076ths of a second to say “We are IN!” and the trip was born.
So back to the current saga:
We left the city and headed north to Thingvellir national park. This is an incredible place for multiple reasons. First of all, you can stand directly between the North American and the Eurasian tectonic plates! This explains why Iceland is so geothermally and volcanically active. It is being torn apart at the rate of 2.5 cm per year, which is like a breakneck blue streak in earth terms. We camped in the national park, and quickly got on the bikes for an afternoon ride around the lake. The ride was a total of 70 km, and while the last 10k were a struggle for me (uphill, raining, traffic and hungry) it was a magical ride overall (rolling hills, sun, no traffic and plenty of gummy bears). We all had grins from ear to ear the entire time. Rainbows, sheep, views like we had never seen and fantastic evening light and dinner beckoning us to Kevin at the end. If this is what our first ride was like….. we could barely contain ourselves for the next day.
Next post: To the Moon!
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