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On the ferry I had bought a camping card which gave me sort of a flat rate for selected campsites on Iceland. One of these campsites was right in town so I checked in there for a day. My plan was to do a little bit of exploring of this fjord and see if there were some promising setups for surf.
As I needed some physical exercise after the ferry passage I took my bicycle and went for a bike ride along the north side of the fjord. Temperatures very mild so I just wore a short and short sleeve shirt. The road turned into a gravel even before passing the last houses of town and followed the fjord.
Just outside town I left the main road and followed a rough road heading up the mountain to some waterfalls. The road soon became a single track and was barely cyclable. My hopes to make it up to the summit of the mountain range were ended soon. So, I returned to the gravel road down at the fjord and followed it eastwards.
The road was a soft up and down and the bike ride was easy. The only thing raising my pulse was a bird (later I found out that it was an Arctic Tern) attacking me and forcing me to go full throttle for a couple of hundred meters. I found this a very strange habit but it didn´t occupy me for too long.
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