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Quite a happy little community, as the couple themselves were also blessed with several children.
On entering we were shown into the guest chamber, a small, neatly-furnished apartment, panelled with wood, and containing two windows, neither of which were made to open--a peculiarity not only to be found in Iceland but in some other places, especially in Tyrol. A wooden bedstead stood in one corner, covered with an elaborate patch-work quilt, whilst a table and two chairs const.i.tuted the remainder of the furniture. As our party numbered five, some pack boxes were added--not very soft seats after a long jolting ride. A looking-gla.s.s hung on the wall; but what a gla.s.s! It was quite impossible to recognise your own face in it; I can only liken its reflection to what one would see in a kitchen spoon--not a silver spoon--for there the features, though distorted, would be visible, here they were not. Certainly if such mirrors are the only medium of reflection the people of Reyker possess, they will not grow vain of their personal attractions. The room also contained a barometer and an accordion.
In most of the houses we entered we found the latter instrument, which the people, being fond of music, amuse themselves with during the long winter evenings. Curiously enough, there is little or no native music, however. A bookcase on the wall contained quite a small library of Icelandic literature.
Tired with our long ride, we were very glad to rest awhile, while our student friend, our guide, and all the combined families in the house down to the babies and the dogs, stood around us, until the room was so full I don't think another soul could have found entrance.
The Icelanders are on first acquaintance with strangers somewhat reserved; but if treated affably this reserve soon wears off, and their hospitality is unbounded. Even among the poorest a night's lodging is never refused to a traveller.
In outlying districts the farmhouses take the place of inns, whilst the charges are on a most moderate scale.
We brought with us some cheese and biscuits, and a pound of Buzzard's chocolate, which the farmer's wife supplemented with coffee and 'skyr,'
the latter served in soup plates.
Skyr is the national dish, taking the place of porridge to a Scotchman, and is nothing less than curded sheep's milk, like German 'd.i.c.ke-milch,'
eaten with sugar, to which cream is added as a luxury. As it was rather sour, we fought shy of it at first, fearing future consequences, but this was unnecessary. It is really excellent, and the natives eat it in large quant.i.ties. Huge barrels of this skyr are made during the time the sheep are in full milk, and stored away for winter's use. It is agreeable to the taste, satisfying, and wholesome.
While eating our lunch, our host and his numerous family circle--who all seemed much interested at our presence--did nothing but ply us with continual questions about England, the English people, and the cost of the various articles we either wore or carried with us.
We invited our host and one or two of his friends to taste our cheese and chocolate, when after every mouthful they each shook hands with all the gentlemen of our party; whilst those of the women who shared our repast, after shaking hands with the gentlemen, kissed Miss T. and myself most affectionately.
Cla.s.s distinction is unknown in Iceland; in fact, there are no gentry, in our acceptation of the term, and little or no wealth among the inhabitants.
I believe the Bishop is the richest man in the Island, and his income is about 150 a year, a sum which these simple-minded folk look upon as riches.
Our coffee and skyr, with attendance for seven people, cost 1s. 7-1/2d., a sum reasonable enough to meet any traveller's purse.
At the ports, however, in Iceland as elsewhere, we found we had to keep our wits about us to avoid being cheated, the English being credited as made of money.
Near to this farmhouse, at Reykir, there were some hot springs which we visited, and we stood and watched with much interest the water bubbling up to the surface.
Close to one of these springs we noticed a large open tub in which the family washing was being done in the natural hot water thus supplied; but the water was yellow, and gave off a sulphureous odour--although it did not seem to discolour the clothes.
The ground around the house was, as usual, piled up with dried fish. It is difficult to realise the stench caused by this food supply, unless one has experienced it. Cod liver oil is made in large quant.i.ties in Iceland, and exported to England, where it is then refined for use. If a lover of cod liver oil--and I believe such eccentric persons exist--could once be placed within 500 yards of its manufacture, I feel sure they would never taste it again.
Our guide was one of the largest farmers in Iceland, and owned the adjoining island, namely, 'Lonely Island,' or 'Drangey,' famous as the retreat of the outlawed hero of the 'Gretter-Saga.' The legend states that one Christmas night the chief's fire went out, and having no means of rekindling it, he swam from Drangey Island to the Reykir farm to get a light, a distance which to us, humanly speaking, seems impossible for any man to have done.
The tale goes on to say that an old witch went out in a boat to visit Gretter on Drangey. The boat upset and she was drowned; but a large rock like a boat in full sail rose from the sea a few yards from the Island itself.
The 'Saga' contains many wonderful tales in connection with this locality, specially relative to the high table-land which rises almost perpendicularly above the sea. The scenery in this part of the Island is very fine. On the west side of the 'Skagaffiryr,' a fair-sized river, are seen the peaks of the 'Tindastoll,' a very steep range of mountains intersected with water-worn gorges; while opposite, 'Malmey,' or 'Sandstone Isle,' juts into the sea, north of a rude peninsula with a low isthmus that appears almost like an island.
[Ill.u.s.tration: Drangey from Reykir. Aug. 9th, 1886.]
In the middle of this fjord Drangey is situated.
This island, which was the property of our guide, is a huge ma.s.s of rock, nearly perpendicular, while at one end is the witch's rock resembling the ship in full sail. Drangey is the home of innumerable eider-ducks, who swim at will in and about the surrounding waters. The drake is a very handsome bird, a large portion of his plumage being white; the hen is smaller, and brown in colour. In disposition the birds are very shy and retiring. The hen builds her nest with down plucked from her own breast; this nest the farmer immediately takes possession of; the poor bird makes a second in like manner, which is likewise confiscated; the third nest he leaves untouched, for by this time the bird's breast is almost bare. Eider-down is very valuable, fetching from 12s. to 20s. per pound. When the farmer desires to catch the eider-duck, he places on the sh.o.r.e, at low water, a small board, carefully set with a series of snares on its surface, and as the birds walk over it they are made prisoners by their feet. There must have been many thousands of eider-duck between Reykir and Drangey, and no gun is allowed to be fired for miles around.
Owing to the uneven nature of the ground, caused by constant earth mounds, even where the soil is good the plough is used with great difficulty. In fact, it can only be utilised by removing the sod and levelling the earth with a spade, until smooth enough for a pony to drag the plough over it. There are very few ploughs, or indeed any farming implements of any size in Iceland, the farmers being too poor to buy them, nor are the latter at all an enterprising cla.s.s, contenting themselves with the primitive method of cultivating the soil which their forefathers used to adopt. Our guide being a man of more energy than his brethren, and wealthier, had invested in a plough, of which he was very proud, and exhibited to us as a great novelty, evidently thinking we had never seen such a wonderful thing.
Hay was being cut all the time we were in the Island, cut under every possible disadvantage, and yet cut with marvellous persistency. With this labour, of course, the frost mounds interfere, being most disastrous to the scythe, and yet the natives never leave a single blade of gra.s.s, cutting round and round, and between these curious little hillocks. On the hay crop so very much depends, for when that fails, ponies die, sheep and cattle have to be killed and the meat preserved, and the farmer is nearly ruined. Hay is therefore looked upon as a treasure to its possessor, and is most carefully stored for the cattle's winter provender; but as during the greater part of the year the Icelanders are snowed up, the cultivation of hay or cereals is a difficult matter.
In many parts of Iceland there exist enormous stretches of country covered with dangerous bog, which are, of course, at present undrained. Now, however, that an Agricultural College has been established in the Island, it is hoped a fresh impetus will be given to farming operations in general. At present there are only about 220 acres under cereal cultivation, whilst its inhabitants number over 70,000! Although there are no trees, as before said, there is no scarcity of flowers, indeed the flora is particularly rich, in some instances being composed of specimens not found elsewhere. Often for miles the ground is thickly carpeted with the most beautiful mountain and Arctic flowers, sometimes nestling even in the snow, which lies in patches quite near to the towns. Iceland moss is found on the lava plains.
Mr Gordon was a botanist, and brought home a large collection of specimens; many more, on which he had set great store, were unfortunately lost from the pony's back. The following is a list of those he secured, a great number of which we found growing among huge boulders in high barren places.
LIST OF PLANTS BROUGHT FROM ICELAND.
1. Plantago maritima.
2. Raniunculus acris.
3. Euphrasia officinalis.
4. Alchemilla vulgaris.
5. Do. alpina.
6. Erigeron alpinus.
7. Rumex acetosa.
8. Do. acetocella.
9. Myosotis sylvatica. (?) 10. Cardamine pratensis.
11. Comarum pal.u.s.tris.
12. Trifolium repens.
13. Saxifraga oppositifolia.
14. Empetrum nigrum.
15. Cerastium alpinum.
16. Cynoglossum officinale. (?) 17. Penguicula vulgaris.
18. Poa alpina.
19. Capsella bursa pastoris.
20. Galium saxatile.
21. Stellaria aquatica.
22. Eriocaulon v.a.g.i.n.atum.
23. Dryas octopetale.
24. Salix herbacea.
25. Do. lapponica.
26. Do. aurita.
27. Polygonum viviperum.
28. Thalictrum alpinum.
29. Leontodon taraxac.u.m.
30. Samolus valerandi.
31. Equisetum pratense.
32. Stellaria cerastoides.
33. Viola tricolor.
34. Do. pal.u.s.tris.
35. Cerastium trigynum.
36. Potentilla reptans.
37. Arabis. (sp.?) 38. Betula nana.
39. Parna.s.sia pal.u.s.tris.
40. Cerastium vulgatum.
41. Silene acaulis.
42. Vaccinium uliginosum.
43. Do. vitis idea.
44. Thymus serpyllifolia.
45. Gentiana campestris.
46. Potentilla anserina.
47. Aparagia hispidus.