Today we drove. And then we drove some more, and honestly, it felt like we drove most of the afternoon! When we planned the trip, figuring out where to stay and how much driving to do each day, was largely based on where cities were located, where rooms were available, and by eyeballing the map about what was doable. As it turned out, I am not sure we could have avoided the long car ride today based on wanting to see the unpopulated peninsulas, colorful fishing villages, and aqua-blue waters of the northern coast.
As we wrapped up a breakfast smorgasbord, a nice gentleman helped me plot the shortest and most scenic route between Siglufjordur and Stykkisholmur. In total, it took about six hours to make the journey, a third of which took place on gravel roads. While the scenery was stunning, it didn’t have the same wow factor as southern Iceland’s landscape. Much of the drive felt like we were on the California coastline, or making our way through the North Cascades. Still pretty, just not as unique or interesting as other parts of Iceland.
The route also had no significant tourist attractions to break up the drive, which made it feel even longer. Amazingly, Trevor read, drew pictures, and never once complained about the extended time in the car. While I have yet to capture my perfect image of an Icelandic horse, I did manage to add to my ever-growing collection.
Finally, around 6:30 pm we pulled into Stykkisholmur, the most populated town on the Snaefellsnes peninsula. It’s also where scenes from the movie The Secret Life of Walter Mitty with Ben Stiller were filmed. We checked in to our guesthouse, Baenir og Braud, and then took some time to unwind and walk the town.
We finished off one of our longest days with a delicious meal at Plassid before watching the sun disappear over the horizon on our walk back to our room.