“In Iceland, if weather does not suit you, wait 5 minutes.”
The proverb (quoted approximatively) was verified almost fifteen times during the day. Beautiful thinnings follow a fine rain, the clouds suddenly giving way to rainbows. I flatter myself to see two in the year in France. Here, we saw at least four in a single day.
So we discovered the autumnal lights of the Icelandic countryside between sun-dried and beautiful sunny. And we were not disappointed: the autumn is already present, with its camaïeux of red, yellow and brown. The whole seasoned with the green foaming mosses, the black volcanic rocks, the gray blue of the sky that sometimes merges with the sea.
We started our tour of Iceland by heading north west, at a reef jump from Reykjavik, very close to Borgarnes. We went to discover the waterfalls of Hraunfossar. The water slips underground between two layers of volcanic rocks to suddenly emerge and feed the river Hvita (forgive me the absence of accents). This gives the impression that the water comes out directly from the rock, which is quite impressive.
As we walked over the cooled lava folds, facing this boiling river, a little milky, but with furious currents, we contemplated the beauty of nature with the same simplicity as a bunch of daisies, while we should be seized with sacred terror before the power of the elements.