Today we decided to see the famous black sand beach. There was a lot of black sand. It was also beautiful, with massive cliffs hanging over the beach and huge rocks that looked so close to falling away from the cliff and crash into the sea. They put barriers up, stopping us from venturing down onto the actual sand itself. I don’t mind – I figured that the rocks must prove to be a hazard and I can imagine tourists trying to take away samples from the beach. We attempted to make a three and a half hour trip to Hofn, the next main town with a decent campsite.
Unfortunately, we were really tired and weary from all of the travelling, so the journey was proving to be difficult. Dan was strongly suggesting that we just pull over, and camp up somewhere. I googled the idea. Mainly, I was worried about the legality of it – turns out it is legal, provided you don’t camp on someones property. I was also worried about the strong wind that was threatening to knock the car off course. How were we going to be able to put up a tent in that. The terrain as well was not proving to look very camp-able. The thing that finally swerved us back to a campsite were some of the web pages I found, asking me genuinely were I was going to defecate and what I was going to do with it. I imagined several scenarios in me head – squatting, only to find hikers nearby screaming, having to bag it up like you would a dog, driving the next day trying to ignore the smell of our own waste in the back of the car. I didn’t want to be one of those tourists who would shit in the middle of nowhere and not care about it. As one of the websites pointed out, what if all one million of last years tourists decided to shit in the middle of no where? Can you imagine trying to hike across a country, swerving in between not only cow, sheep and horse poo, but the one million shits left by human travelers. So we decided to go to the nearest campsite.
The nearest campsite had a massive advantage of being next to a stunning glacier. And it took complete advantage of this. It charged 500isk for a five minute shower and provided no communal area to cook and eat. Hot water was a fair walk away and the campsite itself was 3000isk for both of us. Not only the cost, but the ground was proving impossible to dig our tent pegs into. As much as we enjoyed the glacier the next day, we would not return to this campsite, and it definitely played a role in fueling the decision we made the next day.