I got up at 2h30 on my own because I had a really crappy night of sleep… I woke up every 30-60 minutes thinking about the hike, hoping I was ready, wondering how it was going to be… I had a quick brekky, the guesthouse lady put out the breakfast buffet out early for us. Then it was on to the meeting point for the hike, Sandfell. Our guide arrived. On the ascent of Hvannadalshnúkur would be the Belgian couple, 3 German dudes, me and the guide.
We started walking up at about 3h30… It was ok in the beginning, we were going quite slow and the terrain was ok. It was rocks/moss/gravel. The first stop was at about 350 meters to fill up our water bottles.

Then it was up more abrupt gravel paths. We stopped a bit along the way for water/food breaks. I was so glad to have my hiking stick (bought it when I arrived in Iceland). At 1100 meters we put on the rope/line with harness. It was time to go up on the snow/ice of the glacier. The guide was kind and explained how everything worked.

He’d go first, I was behind, then the Belgian couple and last the Germans. He explained that if he fell in a crevasse we should do nothing but sit down, take our backpacks off and wait. He had explained how he’d get out, with a special knotted rope on his main rope… I just hoped nothing like that would happen!
Then we went up on the snow… It was still hard snow, from the cold night and the air was a bit chilly even though the sun was shining. It was a long ascent… We finally reached the half-top! Then it was time to walk across a plateau to reach the last bit of the mountain.

It’s here that we put on the crampons and used the ice axe… It was going up quite abruptly. We crossed 3-4 crevasses, one being very big!!

It was a tad scary, just thinking I could fall in… But as long as I stepped at the right place it was fine… And the guide had made steps using his ice axe/crampons…

Reaching the top was great!!! It was about 11h20…

All of my efforts were worth it. But the clouds had moved in by then… We got to see a bit of the view before being surrounded by white cloud fog.

Going down was easier on the cardio, but trickier (not falling) and hard on the toes! We crossed the plateau with snow falling quite heavily, couldn’t see anything much except the old tracks, the line and our group. We crossed path with the delegation of female hikers; they were a bit behind schedule… And I was sad for them that they would walk all that way to see nothing when they’d reach the top! Going down the slope of the snow/ice/glacier was crappy! By now the snow was really soft and I was sinking in further than the ankles. Some snow got under my gaiters too! Yuck. I was glad when we reached the bottom, took the rope/line off and walked on rocks again!
To go down on the rocks the pace was a bit fast for me. I like to go down a bit slower on abrupt gravel paths not to slide. So I eventually ended up at the back of the group walking at my own speed… The group would sometimes be a bit in front of me, but I was enjoying my walk so I didn’t mind. What’s the point of going faster and risking twisting my ankle or something?
We finally got to the car park! It was 16h30… So all in all it took us about 13h to go up and down the 2110 meters mountain. Quite good I thought! I thanked the guide and it was time to go! The Belgian couple drove me back to the guesthouse. I almost could fall asleep in the car! Finally “home!” I took a shower but the water was too warm… It made me feel a bit dizzy. I put on my pjs and took a nap. I slept from 17h15 to 20h. I woke up and found out I sunburned my eyes. I did wear my sunglasses for a while… But I didn’t put any sunscreen around the eyes/eyelid, etc… Oh oh! It was really red… The rest of my face was fine.
I got up, slowly packed a bit, hand washed my Smartwool socks which were pretty wet/smelly and had some snack (didn’t feel hungry for a real dinner). I had quite a bit of laundry to do again… Maybe after-tomorrow in Skogar where I’d be for 2 days… I was quite happy when the reception lady told me the check-out time was 12h..! And I was looking forward to having a real good brekky! My plan for the next day was going to hike in Skaftafell to see a waterfall, but I decided I’d see how I felt the next morning… My shoulders hurt a bit from carrying my backpack all that way and my legs/knees too… And my back a bit too… I hoped I wouldn’t be too stiff in the morning!
It was a long day, very demanding physically and mentally, but it was all worth it! Don’t think I’ll go ascent another mountain too soon, but I can now proudly say I’ve been to the top of Iceland’s highest mountain! Hvannadalshnúkur! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!