Giving my Brain a Break
In Iceland, if there's something you should know about road conditions, it's that if the road is open, you should be able to drive through it, no matter what car you're driving, unless noticed otherwise.
Personnaly, I was driving a Nissan Micra, the smallest, cheapest car I could find, and the first time I was driving a manual car since getting my license back in 2000.
I took the Micra anywhere I could. Most roads were open except for the mountain roads going to the middle of the island, so I could go anywhere a 4x4 would also be allowed too.
So I wasn't tense getting onto road 917. That changed.
From the distance, at some point, I could see it was going uphill. That wasn't my first time.
This time, though, the road was so steep that even in 1st gear, I had a hard time climbing.
On top on that, there was tons of gravels on the gravel road so my wheels would sometimes spin uncontrollably.
On top of that, the road was so narrow and so without barriers that eveytime the spinning happened, there was a chance I would practice car diving.
On top of that, if I stopped, I was never going to start again.
So it was a true relief when I could find an area somehow flat to take a break, a shot, and a cigarette, so I could focus, astounded, on all the sorts of terrain I had in front of my eyes.
Giving my Brain a Break
In Iceland, if there's something you should know about road conditions, it's that if the road is open, you should be able to drive through it, no matter what car you're driving, unless noticed otherwise.
Personnaly, I was driving a Nissan Micra, the smallest, cheapest car I could find, and the first time I was driving a manual car since getting my license back in 2000.
I took the Micra anywhere I could. Most roads were open except for the mountain roads going to the middle of the island, so I could go anywhere a 4x4 would also be allowed too.
So I wasn't tense getting onto road 917. That changed.
From the distance, at some point, I could see it was going uphill. That wasn't my first time.
This time, though, the road was so steep that even in 1st gear, I had a hard time climbing.
On top on that, there was tons of gravels on the gravel road so my wheels would sometimes spin uncontrollably.
On top of that, the road was so narrow and so without barriers that eveytime the spinning happened, there was a chance I would practice car diving.
On top of that, if I stopped, I was never going to start again.
So it was a true relief when I could find an area somehow flat to take a break, a shot, and a cigarette, so I could focus, astounded, on all the sorts of terrain I had in front of my eyes.