We woke up this morning to sun. This was the lift we needed for morale. After being soaked yesterday the prospect of actually being dry was amazing.
It was forecast to rain later on but we remained optimistic with only light, high clouds in the sky.
We began the trek, overtaking a large tour group at the first stream crossing. Whilst they were busy cheering and congratulating each other we took a shortcut and skipped across before carrying on up the hill. The day was filled with steep, beautiful gorges and high, towering mountains.
The high gorges were caused by volcanic eruptions melting the glacier causing flash floods.
As we escaped the first panorama we were greeted with a stunning vista as both glaciers towered over us. They remained in our view all day as did the magical unicorn rock (its actually called that).
The closer we got to Thórsmörk, the more the vegetation grew in height, thickness and frequency. We finished lunch in a small, sheltered sandy crack just off the trail before going deeper and deeper into the woods.
After feeling like we'd been transported to Jurassic Park, or middle Earth, we saw more huge gorges, waterfalls and rivers. Finally we entered Thórsmörk (Thor's Wood), this felt very much like English woodland and completely different from the rest of the trek. This was a reoccurring theme throughout all 4 days. Each day and multiple times within each day we could've been on a totally different continent. To have such variety within a 50 mile trek is incredible - it's no wonder its one of the most popular, remote hikes in the world.
Our final river crossing was really cold. But the shallow water, tame current and warming sunshine made it much more pleasant (and not all that much of a chore) than any of the previous days crossings.
At last we'd made it. A short woodland walk and we were at a hut in the middle of nowhere. Nestled on the river bed with a huge volcano in the background it was stunning. After speaking with two Russian girls for a couple of hours we went for a walk.
Although the view was yet again incredible, we came back down from the surprisingly high peak, slaves only to our stomachs wanting something to eat. Just before making it back to the hut we saw a small artic fox, Iceland's only mammal, scurrying around which was a real privilege to see.
Our meal was too spicy and we were sick of freeze dried food, but that's okay. We'd completed 4 days amazing trekking, through amazing scenery. Although we were in pain with blisters on our hips and cuts cuts everywhere, we were satisfied and happy.