Húsavík was the first place in Iceland to be settled by a Norse man. The Swedish Viking Garðar Svavarsson stayed there for one winter around 870 A.D. The name of the town means "bay of houses", probably referring to Garðar's homestead, which may have been the only houses then in Iceland. We were drawn to the town by the promise in the pilot that Husavik is located near Europe’s best whale watching.
We tied up to the public dock in this charming town, a cosy harbor full of interesting (primarily wooden) boats surrounded by beautiful hills covered in bright blue and purple lupins (apparently a highly invasive non-indigenous plant but beautiful).
In Húsavík we spent a relaxing week either in the swimming pools or exploring the wonderful walks in the hills. But the best think about Húsavík was the boat full of Norwegians (the only other visiting boat in the harbor) with whom we spent almost every evening at a picnic table on the dock between our two boats sharing stories, laughing and philosophizing deep into the night. These men were really adventurers, waiting for the ice to clear for a trip to Greenland, and they had many wonderful stories. We became particular friends with a man called Edvard, a writer with a lovely deep voice and a wonderful way of taking you deep into his stories so that it felt as though you were experiencing them with him.
We tied up to the public dock in this charming town, a cosy harbor full of interesting (primarily wooden) boats surrounded by beautiful hills covered in bright blue and purple lupins (apparently a highly invasive non-indigenous plant but beautiful).
In Húsavík we spent a relaxing week either in the swimming pools or exploring the wonderful walks in the hills. But the best think about Húsavík was the boat full of Norwegians (the only other visiting boat in the harbor) with whom we spent almost every evening at a picnic table on the dock between our two boats sharing stories, laughing and philosophizing deep into the night. These men were really adventurers, waiting for the ice to clear for a trip to Greenland, and they had many wonderful stories. We became particular friends with a man called Edvard, a writer with a lovely deep voice and a wonderful way of taking you deep into his stories so that it felt as though you were experiencing them with him.
Edvard interviewing Rhiannon for the Norwegian radio
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