Sunday

Day Nineteen - Divine Intervention?

Another day in bed due to the gales and very limited visibility which would be essential if we were to continue with our original changed plan.


Toward the evening I decided that a hymn evening might persuade the powers that be that a weather change would be a jolly good thing and we rendered forth with the likes of “I vow to thee” and “Jerusalem” and “Oh little town” etc. . 

I also rather hoped that we wouldn’t be going back via Heinebjergsjokull. Well waiting and seeing and getting jolly cold outside was all we could do. The leaders had decided that we would move whatever….

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