Iceland....

by The Squirrell 4. March 2012 23:54

I recently got a bee in my bonnett that I had never

seen the Arctic, or the Northern lights!

 

(Damn you David Attenborough and BBC1!!)  

 

And in "Typical Matt" style decided to knock one off the

Bucket List!!

 

I approached the beloved Jane, and expressed this desire...

 

She pointed out the 4 month old baby, reminded me of the

feeding and care requirments and (strangely!) was MILDLY adverse to

this idea...! However she is a REALIST and said....

 

"But I suppose you ARE going anyway....SO NOT MORE THAN 2 WEEKS!"

 

So....Off I went!!

 

Heart did wonders in the sub zero temps, and coped admirably with the treks

in the lower levels...Struggled abit in the PROPER snow and arctic Tundra, but

that's was down to my fitness and not the ticker! Had a fantastic time and saw

terrain that left even ME speechless!...

 

 

I wandered about in the lowlands, taking in the majesty and looking with awe at the    volcanic pools of boiling water gushing out the geysers and of course the giant mountains that loom over you like some prehistoric omnipident being, just keeping an eye on the fleeting ant like beings scampering about in the nano seconds if its lifetime?

 

Then the fun begins...How to get higher, see more, with less of the "ants" to hinder your embracement of the Arctic wonderland and its treasures? Well, hire a Tundra Bus with extra low pressure snow tyres for the main mountain climb and then a snowmobile for the inaccessable bits on the glacier seems the best?!!

 

This was duly done!!...To end my trip a dip in a geo-thermal heated pool, of warm water risen from the depths of the earth! It was TRULY un-natural to bath in 38 degree water, while your face is being beaten with a 60mph wind and a driving snow storm in minus 3 degrees?!

 

I LOVED IT ALL....

 

 

 

 

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About Matt.

My name's Matt. I was born with a congenital heart defect which hampered me in my youth, and sadly became a terminal conditon recently, and beyond the (amazing) care of the BRI-Bristol Heart team.

In 2008, my condition deteriorated, to a point I was happy to see Xmas 2008. I had prepared to die.

Then in January 2009, a late night phone call from QEH-Hospital Birmingham changed my world, when they offered me a heart transplant, if I could get there pronto!!

6 months on, after a rocky start, I am still alive, thanks to them!

Read on to see how my new life is taking shape, and my adventures to date!....

 

Matt.

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