Krafla

After cooking a hearty breakfast I headed south east to Myvatn which is apparently translates to midge lake and boy they aren't kidding!


I first wandered around near the geothermal plant which is set in an otherworldly moonscape.  I was also reminded of tales of the wind in Iceland being strong enough to rip car doors off their hinges, thankfully not mine but it gave me a fright!



After that I headed over the mountain to the right towards Hverir which is a geothermal area related to Krafla. It was a tourist trap for sure but it was something to behold, bubbling mud puddle and streaming vents. The smell of sulphur was ever present.



Afterwards I headed up to Krafla itself. This is an old volcano the underwent a series of eruptions known as the Krafla fires. They started when I was but a few weeks old and continued sporadically for a number of years afterwards.  What's left now is a jumble of volcanic rocks and the remains of the craters that spewed out the lava.



There's also a number of fumaroles here which are mostly more subdued than Hverir except for this blue bubbling and presumably acid hot lake. 


The volcanic complex is quite large so after traipsing around it I called it a day and had a rest.  Now I'm checked into Bjarg camp on the north of the lake.



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