Day 2

We started the day early as we had a lot to see on the south coast. Two eggs, baked beans -  pack the car and go. But not without a coffee stop from Reykjavík Roasters which was mere meters from our Airbnb. En route to Seljalandsfoss we took a turn from the main road to follow a point of interest sign an came across a group of horses in a farm next to the road. They were so friendly. Next stop was the waterfall, despite the poor weather it was quite busy. There is a path that you can walk behind the waterfall, fair to say we got absolutely saturated. Unfortunately Monitas phone didn't enjoy the waterfall!

It was sandwiches for lunch before we headed up to Seljavellir pools for a swim. Back in 1923 (making it Icelands oldest standing pool) they made a swimming pool and filled it with water from a spring by pipe. It's nestled in the most epic of locations, an easy 15 minutes’ walk from the car park. The pipe enters from one of the pool so the hottest part is in that corner. The next stop was Skógafoss. One of the most famous of waterfalls in Iceland that measures 15m wide and a height of 60m, and looks spectacular.

A 2-minute drive and a 10-minute walk from that car park and you find a hidden waterfall that you can also walk behind, with no one around! After some exploring and photos we got back on the road. There were still a few things on our map to see but not wanting to make the mistake of eating at 11pm like the night before, we headed to Vík picked up supplies. Then carried on east and checked into our epic cabin in the middle of nowhere, before coming back out.

After our chicken nugget burgers, we made our way to Dyrhólaey Arch and saw the sunset. The wind at the cliff lookout was insane, you could lean forward with full body weight and not fall over! The last stop was the Sólheimasandur Plane Wreck. An old DC-3 US Navy airplane that crashed landed on the beach back in '73 when the pilot switched of the wrong fuel tank. Luckily everyone survived. Earlier in the day we had driven past the car park on our way to Vík and there must have been at least if not more than 50 cars. It's an hour walk from the side of the road to the plane on the beach. It was almost dark as we approached plane it was quite eerie as it was lit by the super bright full moon. We were so lucky that we had a solid 10 minutes to take photos before anyone else turned up. We made the walk back and made the 45-minute drive east to our cabin. Lights out.