No Unicorns, Just Rainbows & Waterfalls

Driving along the bumpy crushed lava road, we wound higher and higher, finally parking on what, in the western part of the US would be called high plains.  We hiked down to Haifoss (roughly translated, it means “Hai waterfalls.”  Glad I could clarify that for you.

Instead of being below the falls, we were actually above them and in front.  The water has carved a deep chasm into the ground, resulting in two big falls in the river Fossa, which we all know is a tributary of the famed Pjorsa.  (Editor’s Note: Nobody’s heard of the river, especially not you.  Blogger’s Note: Shhh. . .Nobody knows that!)

Anyhow, the main falls drops 400 feet.  But that was only part of the show.  Turns out there was a stunning rainbow, soon joined by another rainbow.  But THAT was only part of the show, as the rainbows were down below us in the chasm! 

That night we stayed in a small rustic hotel in the country, with views of both Hekla and Eyjafjallajökull (bonus points if you can pronounce it -- as we have already established, I have no chance at saying it right!).  The later volcano erupted in 2010, and created an ash cloud that covered from eastern Canada to Russia.  It messed with air traffic to/from Europe for six days.

It was a beautiful afternoon as we basked in the sunshine on the second story deck, telling stories and enjoying our adult beverages.