Lake Mývatn on horse

The next day, we braved the weather again and went horse riding (see right). I didn't quite get the hang of it, so my horse lagged behind on the way out, then began thundering back once we reached the halfway point (well, it seemed like thundering to me). Icelandic horses have a special gait that is supposed to be smooth, but my horse only seemed
to manage that when it was accelerating. Still, we saw amazing views of the volcanic landscape (see below) and didn't end up too sore.

As we were visiting in the low season, transportation and choice of meals was pretty limited. Still, the restaurant has some lovely fish and lamb dishes - and we tried skyr (yoghurt-type dessert) and hverabrauð (strange tasting bread that is baked underground).


That night, looking like Michelin men, rugged up in all our warm clothes, we trudged outside in search of the Northern Lights. We saw a streak of white across the sky, but it never reached the bright green colours you see in photos, so we went back to admire it from our room.