Iceland: Horseback tours in saga land — John Shaqi
Iceland: Horseback tours in saga landRussell, W. S. C. (Waterman Spaulding Chapman)
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Iceland: Horseback tours in saga land
Russell, W. S. C. (Waterman Spaulding Chapman)
Iceland -- Description and travel; Sagas -- History and criticism
Nearly a thousand gannets, Solon Goose, are taken in these islands each
year. Why it is called the “Solon” is not known. It is possible that it
really possesses wisdom in excess of other geese. Scientifically it is
not a real goose. A great many kittiwakes and guillemots are captured
though the total value is much less than the above mentioned birds.
The young men of _Heimaey_ capture the stormy petrels alive for the
purpose of playing jokes with them. The birds give a sound similar to the
purring of a cat. Several of them are let loose in the night in the house
of the person on whom the joke is to be played. The birds dart about the
house in a lively manner and give their cry of alarm which is weird and
uncanny. It produces the desired effect upon the sleeper as he awakens.
We steamed away from _Heimaey_, passed between _Fuglasker_ and
_Reykjaness_ where steam was rising from numerous hot springs and at
seven in the morning, having crossed _Faxafjörðr_, dropped anchor in the
stream before the still slumbering city of _Reykjavik_.
CHAPTER VI
REYKJAVIK
“When the old world is sterile
And the ages are effete,
He will from wrecks and sediment
The fairer world complete.”
—_Emerson._
After searching three years, _Ingölfr_ found the storm-driven pillars
cast ashore in a steaming creek. He called the place _Reykjavik_, the
_Smoking Creek_.
Hardly was the anchor down in the midstream before a rosy cheeked and
genial gentleman came on board and introduced himself as Helgi Zoëga. He
was the man with whom I had corresponded relative to arranging our trip,
providing ponies, a guide and a pack train. To his quiet forethought and
courteousness in after days I had much for which to be thankful. We were
absolute strangers to land and people. He took us ashore in his boat
and conducted us to _Hotel Island_ where we found a comfortable, large
and well furnished room. Shortly our baggage appeared by the same quiet
agency. I then went to his office and spent some time in going over the
plan of the route to be followed, the ponies, their equipment and the
provisions to be taken.
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