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I discussed Iceland as a ‘bucket list’ destination with my friend Dawn more than 4 years ago.

Soon after, a massive volcanic eruption (Eyjafjallajökull) disrupted air traffic not only in Iceland but across all of Europe as well. Additionally, I closed on my Colorado home in December 2009 (moved in Jan 2011 – a full year later).

Summed up – life happened.

Fast forward 2013.  Dawn put the Iceland bug back in my ear in January.  I laid down a $300 trip deposit in March.  Purchased airfare in June & bam – on September 10th, boarded a plane to Reykjavik.

Had planned a volcano hike on Wednesday but landed late due to bad weather.  Ho hum.  Plan B – boarded Flybus at the airport with Dawn & Stephen (who arrived 2 hours earlier from Boston) and spent the day at Blue Lagoon, a hot springs resort outside of Reykjavik.  Plan was to stay active & awake – adjusting to ‘Iceland’ time before our island circle tour departed Thursday (the following morning).  Check, done.

 

Waterfalls & geysers

Spent Day 1 travelling southern Iceland.  Highlights:  Gullfoss, Seljalandsfoss & Skogarfoss waterfalls.  Each came with a unique Viking saga; each imprinted a permanent indelible memory.  Gullfoss “Golden” waterfall is thunderous & powerful – similar to our Niagara Falls.  The spray alone pulled me in – addicting, left me wanting to feel a part of this amazing force.  Temps hovered just above freezing but [that] didn’t stop me from my first Day 1 drenching.  Adventurous, amazing start.

Trekked literally behind Seljalandsfoss waterfall – BEAUTIFUL (and cold and wet – all at the same time 🙂 ).  Our tour guide Ingi-Gunnar gave us only 20 minutes at Skogarfoss waterfall.  Just enough time to run UP & catch a view from the top.  How many opportunities does one get to climb a waterfall in Iceland, right?  FAAANTASTIC!

In between waterfalls, toured Geysir, Iceland’s largest geyser (& from where the term ‘geyser’ originates).  Additionally, watched its sibling Strokkur spew boiling sulfur-laced water upwards – before nabbing a bowl of fish soup for lunch.

Ended the day at Dyrholaey, Iceland’s southernmost point, climbing large volcanic rocks overlooking the sea.  WOW WOW WOW!

Glaciers & icebergs tomorrow – seriously LOVIN’ this place!

 

3 day holiday weekend – rest & relaxation.  Huh?  I don’t think so.

Ran a 10 mile race Saturday 7am, back home showered at 9am, drove north to Longmont & dropped off Ro at Windstar Kennels by 10 – then hit I-25 South for a long weekend in Taos, New Mexico.  The plan?  Food, art and…hiking of course.  In particular, New Mexico’s highest point – Wheeler Peak – a 13er approx 30 minutes from the Colorado border.

Woke early on Sunday & drove north to Taos Ski Valley for ‘hike day’.  Added 30 minutes to my journey thanks to iPhone directions which pushed us on Indian Service Route 700 – a 3 mile dirt road stretch thru an Indian reservation.  Scenic sage & yellow mustard dotted the native NM landscape.  Nice diversion; sometimes best to take the road less traveled 🙂

Driving UP through Carson National Forest, was surprised by the lush New Mexico surroundings.  I had pictured cactus & desert in NM – not so, this place overwhelmed with bursts of colour and earthy scents of spruce & pine.

Parked, geared up, then hiked 3 miles to Bull-of-the-Woods meadow before veering onto Wheeler Peak trail.  Another mile past treeline was welcomed by stunning colour – yellows, greens, dull orange & vibrant patches of red wild flowers.  Wildlife tally – marmots & bighorn sheep. What an amazing panorama!

Up the initial false summit, caught my first glimpse of Wheeler Peak.  3 or 4 more ‘false’ summits later, had climbed not one but 2 13ers (Mt Walter and Wheeler Peak).  (unfortunately) Stopped no more than 20 minutes for pics & a food break before trekking down, darting from immense clouds carrying rain, thunder and streak lightning.

HAPPY MOMENT – Not far past Mt Walter on my hike return, the sun peeked out creating a double rainbow – literally we were hiking ‘over’ the rainbow 🙂  Finished the last mile bushwhacking in & between mountain roads before stumbling upon Taos Ski Resort (mighty fine luck – sometimes good things happen to good people).

Sunscreen, salt residue & a little dirt didn’t stop us for filling our stomachs soon after.  Washed in a bathroom basin and ended the day with dinner at Sabroso – HIGHLY recommended!

SHORT DETOUR – Traveled home via San Luis – Colorado’s oldest town, established in 1851.  Walked the Stations of the Cross to a small Catholic chapel built high above the local village.

Perfect end to an outstanding weekend!  Big FAN of Labor Day!

 

 

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