August 7: "Other recumbents"
Arrival at Höfn at 12:15 PM: not being able to sleep any longer, we were
up at 5:30 AM. In the middle of the night, my buttocks touch the ground...
air mattress leak. Yves told me that I should have woken him up to reinflate
it: the poor darling! Thereafter every mroning at about 4:00 AM he blows it
up again and without complaint! What an angel. We had been well inspired
to leave so early because half an hour after pitching our tent, it started
to rain and continued without interruption until the evening. The Hofn campsite
was a dissapointment, the meal corner being open to the wind and cold. Fortunately
there was a good surprise in store: "Madame Destrubé?" asks
à lady out of the blue! Her surgeon who was also Anne's collegue in
the parisian clinic where she works, had told her to keep an eye open for
a couple on a tandem in Iceland. And that's how we met the Fournier family
who we invited to dinner upon our return to Paris. We also stopped to chat
with a dutch couple we crossed on single seater recumbents whose existence
on the island we had heard about on several occasions.
 |
 |
 |
 |
|
Dutch
|
cyclists
|
A bird
|
sanctuary
|