Top Tips:
- It's a long drive from Skaftafell to Myvatn. If 6 hours in the car is too much for one day, you can stop in Egilsstaðir in the east highlands for overnight. We found the drive manageable for one day.
- Dettifoss is an attraction worth driving across Iceland for.
- Lake Myvatn is a major tourist attraction, yet is under-serviced for hotels and restaurant options.
- Lake Myvatn is the perfect destination for those with a short time (less than 3 days) to see Iceland. You could fly into Akureyri and drive there in an hour. Myvatn has the greatest variety of attractions in a small area, showcasing a diverse range of lava types, pseudocraters, volcanos, geothermally active areas, and hot springs.
Thursday, September 5
Today was a long day in the car – driving a good 6 hours to Lake
Myvatn. The route started along the 1 highway heading east along the coastline.
Soon the landscape changed from the glacier sprawling from inland and farming
territory by the coast, to a rugged cliffside drive beside the crashing ocean waves.
It was like an Iceland version of the Aussie Great Ocean Road, except the road
spent only a few kilometers at the edge of the coastline.
We couldn’t help but stop to enjoy this scenery, which was about an hour from Skalafell. After the coastal drive there was a short tunnel, where our GPS lost reception and never quite recovered for most of drive today.
We couldn’t help but stop to enjoy this scenery, which was about an hour from Skalafell. After the coastal drive there was a short tunnel, where our GPS lost reception and never quite recovered for most of drive today.
From here the landscape changes again into more farmland,
and we eventually left the coast to drive north on the 939 shortcut, towards Egilsstaðir. Most of
this portion of the drive – for a few hours past Egilsstaðir – was dominated by farms and
rolling hills, and this was the plainest scenery relative to the rest of the
journey. We stopped in the town Egilsstaðir, which harboured several hotels but
from its surroundings it didn’t appear to be a summer tourist destination. We
grabbed lunch near the gas station and pressed on towards Myvatn.
Dettifoss
About a half hour south of Myvatn we reached the turn-off to
Dettifoss. This landmark was on my list of attractions to see, and honestly by
this point in the trip I couldn’t recall any specifics about what each
attraction was, except that this was obviously a waterfall of some kind.
Exhausted, we decided to rather drive the extra distance to Dettifoss today
than to retrace our tracks to it tomorrow. We followed an unpaved road almost
20km into the grey desert, which was predominantly flat reaching towards
distant mountains. The grey monotony of the scenery here felt surreal, like
being on the moon. Actually, there’s plenty of places in Iceland where you
could feel like you’re on another planet. After driving a fair way on the road,
to see that the scenery was only getting more monotonously grey, we wondered
how good could this waterfall possibly be in this dreary flat landscape that
stretched out as far as we could see.
Finally we saw a sign for Dettifoss, and followed the short
road up a steep hill that was a bit bouncy with deep corrugations on both
sides, leading to the parking lot. At the hilltop we could see the falls ahead,
and even after all of my written hints to myself about the beauty of this
place, I was in awe.
Mike’s first words were “It’s like the grand canyon!” - albeit a smaller version and with a large waterfall in it. We were inspired with an energy boost to take the trail into the canyon towards the waterfall.
Dettifoss
is the largest and most powerful waterfall in the canyon, but you can continue
to walk beside the river within the canyon to see some waterfalls further up,
and walk along the top of the canyon to the smaller Hafragilfoss waterfall for
some other canyon views.
Given the nature of the drive towards this attraction, what we found was an unexpected surprise and that’s what impressed me the most about this place.
Mike’s first words were “It’s like the grand canyon!” - albeit a smaller version and with a large waterfall in it. We were inspired with an energy boost to take the trail into the canyon towards the waterfall.
Given the nature of the drive towards this attraction, what we found was an unexpected surprise and that’s what impressed me the most about this place.
Hafragilfoss |
Standing at the edge of Dettifoss |
The contrast of the bland, monotonous landscape with the hidden canyon oasis that harbours Dettifoss and Hafragilfoss |
We returned to the 1 highway and took a second small stop at
Hverir, which is a geothermally active area with bubbling mud pots and smoke
holes. Once you get past the sulphuric stench associated with the steam, it’s a
beautiful place to take a short walk.
Accommodation
Finally, arriving around 6pm, with a GPS that still thought
we were in a tunnel on the south coast, we checked into the Hotel Reynihlid,
which is in Reykjahlið (not to be confused with Hotel Reykjahlið which is
across the road). Lake Myvatn is a pretty large lake – it takes well over half
an hour to drive around the whole lake. But the address for this hotel just
said “Lake Myvatn”, so we kept following signs to the lake, which took us along
the south border of the lake and directly away from our hotel that was on the
east edge of the lake. This hotel was not the best experience for us. Having
arrived in a hungry state and unfamiliar with the area, the concierge told us
that the hotel’s restaurant is open but will not serve us, only large groups.
So we can’t eat at the hotel, we will have to eat at the bistro next to it.
When we asked him what our options were to eat in this town, he again just
directed us to the bistro saying that most other restaurants are hotel
associated and they will probably not accept guests from another hotel to eat
there. That was just weird, and we were hungry. The bistro was packed and
smelled greasy, serving predominantly American food like hamburgers and
sandwiches (we did eat lunch there the next day though and it was actually a
good place to eat).
For dinner we drove up the road to a pizza place Mike had
seen called Daddi’s Pizza. This was our cheapest meal of the trip as the four
of us shared a large pizza. Everyone loved the pizza, it was a thin crust with
puffy edges and the toppings were just right. My family is still raving about
the pizza place, and I’m not sure if it’s just because we’d eaten junk food for
that whole day and it felt amazing to eat something with some substance, but
the pizza was good enough that my wheat-free-by-choice father wanted to go back
the next day for lunch.
Back to the hotel, the rooms were comfortable although the
beds where a bit lumpy and the least comfortable compared to the rest of our
hotels. We were irritated that the hotel restaurant would refuse us service. On
both mornings for breakfast (one late and one early breakfast) there were
things missing – like drinking water, cutlery, or during our late breakfast
many of the foods weren’t being replenished.
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