As I mentioned, Vik was calling. Night approached and I needed a place to sleep. The plan was to stay at Gardar on Reynisfjara beach. This is a family owned set of cottages set just off the beach. It’s an enchanted location.
One problem—they’re a cash only establishment. For whatever reason, Vik’s one ATM and I couldn’t come to an agreement on giving me some króna. So, while I didn’t stay there I stopped in to the see the beach. You guessed it, in really crappy weather. What caught my attention was the multitude of variations in rock formations.