Iceland is spectacular, a north Atlantic island, with fjords, mountains, lakes, waterfalls and more mountains, but strangely enough we hardly saw any sailing. This is the fjord outside our house, 15 minutes drive from down town Reykjavik. With 24 hours of daylight there's plenty of time for a sail after work, but we didn't see a dinghy or sailing club the whole time we were there.
Now I can imagine the short summer season and the rather cold water might be a little off putting if you were sailing a Laser (Kyndill in Icelandic) or a Sunfish. Equally sailing along the exposed coast could be challenging and often dangerous with the changeable weather, but imagine camp cruising a sturdy and comfortable dinghy across the lake in Pingvellir Nation park (below) absolute heaven.
It seemed so strange, the Icelanders are generally an outdoor bunch, trailer tents and off road SUV's are almost ubiquitous but for some reason sailing doesn't seem to be popular. Of course we did drop by the main marina in Reykjavik, can you imagine a Solent marina this empty in July?
Finally we caught up with some traditional boats at the open air museum in Akranes, a fishing port about an hour from Reykjavik.
To be continued
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