“We tried driving into the darkness and it was like we had stepped into another dimension. We felt it was the end of the world as described in Völuspá, the old Icelandic Poem the tells the story of the end of the world called Ragnarök or Götterdämmerung in the famous opera by Wagner.
“We saw nothing. The windshield filled with ash and we did not dare leave the car. It was like the sun had gone out in the middle of the day,” said Iceland Review editor Bjarni Brynjólfsson and photographer Páll Stefánsson. “It is not only fine ash but rough small grains. We did not dare go further. After three kilometers we felt we had gone too far. So we returned to Skógar. The ash is so thick that it was like driving through snow.”
Skógar was beaming with life when the Fimmvörduháls eruption was still going on, but now it is deserted. Only a farmer was there. The shop and hotels are closed. Now our reporters have to decide whether to go east or try so see if there is a chance of going again through the thick ash towards the west.
Skógar on Saturday April 17 at 16.05. Photo: Páll Stefánsson/Iceland Review
The sun turns dark,
earth sinks in the sea,
the fair, bright stars
disappear from the heavens.
around the tree of life
colossal heat plays with
Photo by Páll Stefánsson/Iceland Review
But let us not forget that the sun came out again and the world rose, more beautiful than before.