Cycling against cancer

We had already thought it would be hard to say goodbye to Iceland. This morning, however, we realize that Iceland seems to be finding it just as hard to let us go. A few questions swirl around in our heads, questions we take with us onto the ferry: Have we changed?...

The next morning greeted us with a stormy and cold day. We set off towards Seyðisfjörður, our last stop in Iceland before catching the ferry to Denmark. We didn't want to arrive too late, as the campsite could fill up quickly. We drove back via Egilsstaðir, taking the...

We wake up early and continue our journey down into the valley in high spirits. We're already overwhelmed and wonder how every day in Iceland can hold such unique and beautiful wonders. The sun is shining, the air is calm, and the valley welcomes us with perfect...

Today we're taking it easy, processing yesterday's experiences, and honestly, we're just exhausted. The many kilometers, the nights in the tent, the emotional rollercoaster, and our aching bones all need some time, peace, and attention. We decide to stay another day...

After all the intense days, we slept in unusually late today and found the campsite almost deserted. The sun was shining, it was peaceful, and we enjoyed a leisurely breakfast in T-shirts and shorts. That alone felt like a small miracle. Later, we shared the hot tub...

The cries of seagulls wake us this morning. The campsite is nestled comfortably among rocks on a small meadow, and while we eat breakfast, we hear the murmur of the other campers. We drive to Reynisfjara Beach, where a gigantic spectacle awaits us: The waves roll...

The alarm clock rouses us from our tents at a time when many others at the campsite are still fast asleep. Getting up is particularly easy for us today, however, because we're incredibly excited about what awaits us. Thick fog hangs in the mountains, and a fine...

The next morning, nothing could hold Jürgen back – he had to go to Braud & Co.! Barely on his feet, he dashed off to the bakery, and even from afar, the aroma of freshly baked bread, sweet pastries, and cinnamon rolls filled the air. With bags overflowing, we sat...

From the geyser, we set off for Reykjavík, but on the way, we make another stop at Þingvellir National Park. Here, at the place where the tectonic plates are breaking apart and drifting about two centimeters further each year, we feel the earth's power particularly...

The weather had hardly improved by morning: it was raining, heavy clouds obscured the sky, and a fierce wind hit us as soon as we opened the cabin door. But Silke wasn't about to let that dampen her spirits and was enjoying the hot spring right next to our cabin. With...