A Show With Everything But Yul Brynner

Riding into Reykjavik is an odd experience.  After crossing bleak lava fields, frigid passes, and steaming geothermic pools you arrive in a thoroughly modern and happening city.  The buildings generally follow the traditional Icelandic style that comes from the driftwood framed/corrugated tin sheathed necessity of the past.  Maybe that’s why the people seem so passionate about their personal artistic expression- music and art abound.   That being sad, I really couldn’t get into the city- my mind kept wandering back to the ‘real’ Iceland- the Iceland where you never get too comfortable on your seat because you know you’ll be up on your pegs before long.

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Those thoughts of wild Iceland were happily fed by my neighbours at the campsite- a couple of KTMers from the Netherlands and a German BMW family riding two-up with their kids (how cool is that?!).

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