I was nearly blown away. Literally.
The path which led to the “view point” on one of the rock edges was closed due to slippery ground and strong wind, but I noticed some people had ignored the sign and hopped over the little gate and so I followed them.
I had never stood at a place so mighty, intimidating, insanely cold and dangerously windy. I was all wrapped up in layers of body warmers and an oversized water-proof ski jacket but the humidity and the force of the wind somehow managed to penetrate effortlessly through my clothes and sent chills to my every fibre. The icy and slippery ground didn’t help either. I made sure that every single step I took was stable, because if I slipped and fell by any reason there was a possibility the strong wind could push me straight into the angry stream of Gullfoss. (more…)