29. We made a fairly tuneless rendition of "Oh my Darling Clementine".


30. ...and the singing went on long into the night.


31. It was still cloudy but we set out none the less to climb Jokulbunga (900 metres), the highest point of the Drangajokull Ice Cap.


32. We passed this superb cliff, one of the best in Iceland with two 150 metre Sport climbs put up by Runar up the slabby face in the centre.


33. GPS was a must - Bob Barton, a mountain guide was our navigation expert.


34. Picking our way across the ice cap. It was featureless and seemed interminable.


35. Checking if we've reached the top with the GPS.


36. Yes we have, though you'd never guess it. Charlie on left, Robin, Bob and Mike Brownlow one of the crew, on right. He's a climbing instructor who had been looking after some of the paying customers before we arrived in Iceland.


37.Robin, glad to get his boots off, after a fourteen hour day.


38. Back to Isafjorder.


39. It had been a great if frustrating trip and our day working through the ice was one of the very few fine days of the trip and gave us some incredible views.

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Unfinished Business - Continued...


18. 4am on the morning of the 27th - we've been on the go for 24 hours but are now out of the ice and celebrate with a wee dram.


19. But we are not out of trouble. The mist has set in and there is still a lot of ice about. Tiy can just see a seal resting on a flow.


20.The GPS shows our route. The ice report warns us that the entire coast is blocked with ice and there is a storm forecast for the area around Anmagssalik to the south. Robin, in consultation with Keith decides it's best to retreat to the Fjords of NW Ice Land, which the boat had visited before we flew out.


21. First sight of Iceland on the morning of 29 July.


22. Motoring into Isafjardardjup.


23. Pulling into the harbor at Isafjordur - there was even a cruise ship anchored. This is the main port of the North West and is a delightful little town of some 4000 inhabitants. It has a small air port.


24. Consulting with two local climbers, Runar Karlsson (right) and Siggurdur Jonsson (left).
They were immensely helpful to us.


25. An Icelandic breakfast with Sigg.


26. Siggi told us of Meat soup fest in the little settlement of Hesteyrareyrar, which could only be reached by boat.


27.It was organised by four sisters, included as much stew as you could eat and a lot of singing.


28. There were about a hundred local people of all ages and every one had to perform.