The Call of the Icelandic Horse

The morning air was crisp as I arrived at the Laxnes Horse Farm, nestled on the outskirts of Mosfellsbær. The farm, a family-run establishment for over half a century, exuded a sense of timelessness. The Icelandic horses, with their unique build and gentle demeanor, awaited us. These creatures, small yet sturdy, are renowned for their smooth gait, a trait that would soon become evident as we embarked on our journey.

As someone who has spent years in the Arctic, the raw beauty of Iceland’s landscape was both familiar and foreign. The lush green valleys, a stark contrast to the icy expanses I was accustomed to, stretched out before us. Riding through these valleys, alongside riverbanks and across streams, I felt a connection to the land that was both exhilarating and humbling.

The ride was a testament to the harmony between man and nature. The horses, sure-footed and graceful, navigated the terrain with ease. It was a reminder of the resilience and adaptability of life, a theme that resonates deeply with my experiences in the polar regions.

The Golden Circle Unveiled

After a brief respite, we embarked on the second leg of our journey: the Golden Circle tour. The afternoon sun cast a golden hue over the landscape, a fitting prelude to the wonders that lay ahead. Our guide, an expert in Icelandic geography and history, enriched the experience with tales of the land’s geological marvels and cultural heritage.

Our first stop was Thingvellir National Park, a UNESCO World Heritage site. Walking through the rift valley, where the North American and Eurasian tectonic plates meet, was a surreal experience. The ground beneath my feet was a testament to the Earth’s ever-changing nature, a reminder of the forces that shape our world.

Next, we visited the Geysir geothermal area. The anticipation built as we waited for Strokkur to erupt, and when it did, the sheer power and beauty of the geyser left us in awe. It was a spectacle of nature’s raw energy, a sight that never fails to captivate.

The Majesty of Gullfoss and Kerid

Our journey continued to Gullfoss, a waterfall of immense power and beauty. The roar of the water, as it cascaded down multiple tiers, was a symphony of nature’s might. Standing at the edge, I was reminded of the glaciers I had studied, their melting waters feeding such magnificent falls.

The final stop was the Kerid Crater, a volcanic marvel formed over 6,500 years ago. The vibrant colors of the crater, with its deep blue lake, were a striking contrast to the surrounding landscape. Walking the rim, I felt a sense of wonder at the volcanic forces that had shaped this land.

This journey through Iceland was a reminder of the planet’s dynamic beauty. From the gentle grace of the Icelandic horses to the raw power of its geological wonders, it was an experience that resonated with my love for the natural world. As I returned to the quiet life I share with my wife, I carried with me the memories of a land both harsh and beautiful, a testament to the resilience of nature.