A traveler in the 1600’s titled his journal on Iceland thus: “Iceland, or a short description of the island of Iceland, in which are wild and peculiar things unseen in our own lands, but observed by our own eyes and…..truthfully recorded.” I think he was afraid they wouldn’t believe him.

Iceland is amazing! An island the size of Kentucky positioned on the hot spot of the Mid Atlantic Ridge where the North American and European Plates are literally ripping the island apart. Active volcanoes along the vent erupting every 5 to 10 years. Literally being born and ripped apart at the same time every day. Earth quakes and volcano eruptions, geysirs and geothermal vents belching steam into the air. Mountains and valleys formed above and below current and past glacier fields (and resultant land forms). Native trees three inches tall (it’s tough growing in a lava field), over 600 species of moss and lichen and every imaginable form of slimy gooey weirdness. Every color of mountains and minerals. So many kinds of lava fields, so many colors. Rough seas, wild weather, unimaginable food and cool people. Gotta luv it! Gotta go back! Ast.