Seventh day – Thursday July 14th

After putting up camp yesterday and eating we went to sleep. During the night the wind came down. It was a difficult night. The thin mattresses offer little protection against the rocky terrain underneath. Some comfort was taken in the fact that the winds had calmed. I was however terrified to wake up at 7:00 in the morning to the roaring wind. But great was my joy when a looked out and realised that the wind direction hat changes and it was blowing in our backs! We broke camp, eat breakfast and were ready to go at 9. We would surly use this wind whilst it lasted. And what a fantastic and effortless ride it was that day. We were swept by the wind along straight and good roads and eventually downwards towards Nýjidalur.  Occasionally sand would slow us down but for most parts the ride was a fantastic one. Like all the other days on this trip the weather was clear and the view of the mountains was fantastic. Most of the rivers we could ride but when we came to the first big one near Nýjidalur we realised that we had lost one pair of wading shoos! I had to cross in my biking shoos. The water is to cold to wade barefooted in large glacial rivers. Two km further down the road waited the biggest glacial river of the trip. We did not want the water to go over the axels of the tires so we had to carry the bikes with gear and all over the river. On the other side awaited us a warm hut with a shower and friendly greetings from the hut warden Sóla. We cooked the best meal of the trip to celebrate that we had crossed the most difficult part of this desert. The statistics of the trip: We biked 49 km in 5h and 36m. We stopped for 1h and 11m. Average speed moving was 8,6 km/h. Total ascent was 399 m.