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Written on: Saturday September 8th, 2012

A journal entry from: November 2011 until...

I saw something truly magical today. And it wasn't a spell cast by the Elves of Dverghamrar, but glaciation in action. 

We had stopped off at Skaftafell National Park and popped in to see the eponymous glacier. While sitting around admiring the view, we heard an earth shuddering crack. About 100 metres directly in front of us an enormous chunk of the glacier broke off and fell into the adjacent lake. It fell into the water and then bobbed up, rising higher and higher. This was the scariest part of what happened. I figured if it continued to rise, and then fell, it could cause some serious issues with the water level of the lake - which was ... how far below where I was? It eventually crashed down into the water and floated away from the shoreline. The part of it that we saw much have been more than 15 metres high (and you know what they say about icebergs being mainly underwater). 

Perhaps a minute later, while the adrenaline was still very much coursing through our veins, there was a second mighty crack and a second, even larger huge chunk of ice broke away from the same place on the glacier. This piece was much longer than the first, though perhaps thinner and very black. It seemed to also contain a fair amount of rock. As it drifted away from the glacier there was an eerie sound, like a million glasses breaking and a layer of outer ice seemed to break off this thing that looked a bit like a battleship, and the majority of it thing sank - again making me think that there must be a fairly large amount of rock mixed with the ice.

If it was all ice, by the crudest arithmatic there must have been thousands of tonnes of the stuff. Thankfully we were on hard rock. And fairly high above the water level.

It took some time for us to fully comprehend what we had seen. I had seen videos of chunks of glaciers falling into the ocean, but this was happening on land, into a small lake, only a couple of hundred metres across.

Words don't do it justice, neither do the photos. I guess it was glaciation in progress - bad news for the elves and dwarves of Dverghamrar. 

When we regained our wits we drove on to the magestic, glacial lagoon Jökulsárlón, where huge surreal chunks of ice make their way slowly towards the sea.