By Tony

Well that was quite a rubbish day! It started of so good with a really nice breakfast and Rebecca particularly enjoyed making her own pancakes.

Post breakfast we headed out with a feeling of excitement in the air; we’re off to see some Puffins in one of the biggest and best places to see them in Iceland

The risks were of course known, it’s right at the start of the season, only a week or two into it, but with the confidence of David fighting Goliath we devoured mile after mile of boring landscape

Puffins, it now appears, can’t read calendars very well so were still in the middle of the Pacific maybe; the key thing is, the harbour, the rocks, the nesting sites they return to each and every year, were Puffinless

We had sad and disappointed children and adults alike, and more significantly another 90 minutes drive back to exactly where we started. Still, at least there was a petrol station there to fill the car back up at the bargain price of £1.80/L. What a puffin waste of time!

Lunch on the other hand, in the same place as we dined yesterday, was once again excellent. Mexican burritos, tacos and spicy lamb was consumed with significant enthusiasm by all as we recounted the days exciting adventures

Back on the road, the weather decided to put an extra spin on the proceedings, turning pleasant views into near zero visibility as the road turned from tarmac to a gravel track with football size potholes, and shear cliffs on both sides. Lovely driving!

Not wishing to be left out, the torrential rain commenced; but this actually did provide some amazing waterfalls to watch cascading down the cliffs above us as we continued our journey along the coast

Our “Country Hotel” was slightly below expectations however, warm, dry and finally interconnecting rooms.

Dinner in Holf was excellent. A fantastically tender lamb steak for Li and I, with some Salt Cod for the kids