sorry, only google translate 🙁
A further crossing of the pass was later to the south of the Westfjords, which had nothing to do with the hitherto seen parts of the fjords. Unfortunately, the largest bird cliff in Europe was denied us, because the road was impassable there. So we visited some fishing villages in the area and wanted to try our luck again the next day. We came across a sand peninsula in the middle of the fjord, which we spontaneously crossed.
The evening had a little surprise for us. After the only meaningful accommodation in the area was a closed campsite, we had the phone the evening before with the manager, which promised us to lock the rooms of the campsite. We had decided to hang wild camping on the nail, since the cooking and eating at minus temperatures was unbelievably unpleasant. Unfortunately, we could not reach the manager on our arrival for an hour. But when we almost wanted to give up, she announced herself, let us into the rooms and all without payment. How nice is that? Although the tents had already been built up, but it was supposed to be quite cold in the night and snow was predicted (which Mike and Michelle absolutely wanted to use to spend their first night in the snow), we decided simply in the rooms on the ground sleep.