Inside the Volcano

13 August, 2014


Photo by Eric.


We've done all kinds of exciting things here in Iceland. We snorkeled the rift between the continents, we hiked and climbed on a glacier, we took a Zodiac raft into a glacial lagoon, and we hiked down into a lava cave. But nothing, nothing at all, was as exciting and amazing as the Inside the Volcano tour. Yes, we actually went inside a volcano.

The Trip Out

The bus picked us up at our hotel and drove us out to this area called Þrihnukagigur (Three Peaks), which is a ski area in winter. We would enter the volcano on the right.


Along the way, our guide, Maria (emphasis on the first syllable), pointed out some special lava. This particular lava was created by hot magma hitting a lake. You can see a splash in the formation. She said this type of lava has only been found in three places: here (a little bit east of Reykjavík), near Lake Mývatn in northern Iceland, and on Mars. That's right, only in Iceland, and on Mars. Wow.

The special lava. Not such a great picture, but it was taken out of the window of a moving bus.


Craters.


Maria explained that the volcano we would enter was especially unusual. Most volcanos either collapse and form craters that are very wide open at the top, as in the photo immediately above, or fill up with lava and have no opening at the top at all. This volcano is open at the top and yet has a large magma chamber underneath. No one knows exactly why this volcano is like this.

The volcano was discovered and explored by one man, Árni B. Stefánsson, in the 20th century. He had his friends lower him through the narrow opening on a rope. They were prepared to pull him up quickly in the event that he discovered that the volcano was full of noxious gases. However, he found that the air was breathable, and he found the large magma chamber below. The tour company's web site tells us that the Statue of Liberty could easily fit inside the chamber. He and others became excited about exploring this very unusual place.

To get to the volcano, you have to hike out 3 km (2 mi) from the road, through a moss-covered lava field.

Maria (in the picture) told us that moss is usually a much brighter green, but that it had not been raining enough lately.


Maria showed us this lichen, which was all over the ground everywhere.


She told us that this lichen helped Icelanders survive through the winters in the Middle Ages. During the summer, they would climb up into the mountains and collect large bags of the lichen. They would then grind it into a flour and eat it through the winter.

Remember that, almost a week ago, we snorkeled through the Silfra Rift between Europe and North America?

Here is that same gap again, further along its southwest trajectory. Maria is showing it to us here.


Looking into the rift.


As we walked, Maria told us an Icelandic story. Some outlaws have survived for long periods by living up in the mountains all by themselves. In the 18th century, there was a man, Fjalla-Eyvindur, who survived living this way for several years. We know that he actually existed, because there are church records of him. Eventually, he got lonely and came into town in a disguise. He married a woman named Halla, who had his baby. We know she also existed, because there are church records of her as well. From the church records and descriptions of the couple, they were apparently very ugly. But in the 20th century, the Icelandic playwright Jóhann Sigurjónsson wrote a play about the couple, in which they were presented as very attractive. Fjalla-Eyvindur was eventually discovered, however, and the couple ran from civilization with the baby. Eventually, they had to sacrifice the baby by throwing it into a waterfall. There is an Icelandic lullaby about this story, and Icelandic parents sing their children to sleep to a song about throwing a baby into a waterfall. [I didn't quite remember all of the details from Maria's description, so I supplemented this with material from Iceland Review.]

Some of the rocks were beautifully colored.



Looking up at the volcano from the path we climbed to get to the entrance.


Red lava along the path.


View looking back at Reykjavík from the top. We could also see faraway Snæfell, but not well enough to come out in a photo.


Looking over at one of the two other peaks.


Inside the Volcano

It takes quite an adventurous personality to have oneself lowered 120 meters (400 feet) into a volcano on a rope. We were not going to have to do that, however. People had put some thought into how to get into the volcano more easily. The gap is kind of an oblong shape, and Maria told us that some researches from National Geographic had come up with the idea of using a German office-building window-cleaning machine to get people into the volcano. The machine is bolted into the rocks at the opening, and the window-cleaning basket gets lowered into the volcano on cables that are anchored at the bottom.

Have I mentioned how much I love National Geographic?


We had to wear harnesses and get clipped onto the machine just in case, but it was not an unpleasant ride seven minutes down. There were some head hazards at the narrowest point, so they gave us helmets as well. The base camp manager, who issued all of the equipment, at one point hunched down and starting crawling around like Gollum. He was quite good at imitating the character. It's just so hard not to make millions of Lord of the Rings jokes when there are so many volcanoes around.

Looking back up at the opening as we were lowered down.


Eric took a picture looking up from a little bit further down.


We came to the bottom, and found ourselves in a wide-open chamber full of chunky 'a'a lava. The tour company's web site tells us that the chamber is 50 by 70 m (160 by 220 ft) at the bottom. The tour company had installed several sodium lights, so it was not completely dark. We could see to walk around on the rough terrain. We were given half an hour to explore the chamber. We were allowed to climb all over the area, except right under the lift, in case someone dropped something.

Maria took our picture.


Walls of the volcano.


Honestly, I don't remember the colors looking quite as vivid to my eyes as they did to the camera, but the inside of the volcano was definitely colored, mostly from minerals (copper, iron).


Maria showed us a black line arching over the roof of the chamber. This was the rift on which the volcano erupted.





This volcano last erupted 4,500 years ago. It is dormant, but not extinct. It could erupt again.

The only living things in the volcano are bacteria. The white spots here are the bacteria.


The bacteria are not unique to this environment.


They are photosynthetic, so they depend on a little bit of sunlight coming through from the opening at the top.


About 8 m (25 ft) up the wall was a dramatic black hole.


Maria said that the hole was as yet unexplored, because no one had quite figured out how to get to it. Someone would have to bring a very tall ladder down through the opening. I suggested that maybe someone could swing Indiana Jones-style from the German window-cleaning lift.

The hole wasn't really anywhere near the lift--it would be quite a swing.


There was, of course, water dripping in the chamber. I took a picture of some droplets against a black seam.


Maria pointed out that the acoustics in the chamber were wonderful. She sang us the Icelandic lullaby about the baby being thrown into the waterfall. Her voice was lovely.

The German window-cleaning lift going up with the first group of visitors.


The German window-cleaning lift closer to the top.


Eric took my picture leaning on some lava.


More of the dramatic black line, after hiking down to the far side of the chamber.


I really am sure that the red did not look this vivid to my eye, but it was still pretty.


All of that sharp 'a'a was hard to hike on. We were glad for our boots!


For those of you who don't love volcanoes the way we do, volcanologists classify most lava into two categories, using the Hawai'ian names: 'a'a and pahoehoe. Molten flows that ultimately become 'a'a typically cool faster than those that become pahoehoe, because of the terrain over which they are flowing. As the molten lava cools, it thickens, and its movement squeezes gas bubbles (vesicles) out of it. The relatively few vesicles that are left get pressed into irregular shapes, and the lava also crystallizes as it cools. These factors give 'a'a a jagged, rocky appearance when it cools and dries. Pahoehoe, on the other hand, usually stays very hot as it travels further from the source of the eruption. It doesn't get thick and chunky along the way, and thus has nice, round, spherical vesicles. It dries and hardens with a ropy appearance the texture of brownie dough. It is quite easy to distinguish the two when walking on them: You need much sturdier shoes for 'a'a. [Source: USGS]

Lots and lots of 'a'a. Since pahoehoe typically forms further from the site of the eruption, it is not surprising that most of the lava inside the volcano was 'a'a.


However, in the middle of all of that 'a'a, I did find a surface of pahoehoe.


We had to clamber up from the far side of the chamber, as we could see the German window-cleaning lift coming down for us.

Eric took a picture of me and the other visitors in the German window-cleaning lift.


Going back up to the surface.


Eric's view of the way up.


Back on the Surface

We were given the opportunity to hike out to the other craters on this trail, while others explored the inside of the world beneath.


Base camp.


Someone had built a shelter out there on the volcano. Our guides did not know whom.


More of the lichen that sustained Icelanders in the Middle Ages, as well as a fingerprint showing the depth of the extremely plushy moss.


A closer look at the lichen. Can you imagine how much of this you would have to eat to sustain yourself?


The crater.


Looking back at "our" volcano. We went in there!


The colors of the minerals in the rocks were so pretty.


Our guides next served us a traditional Icelandic lamb stew (although they made a vegetarian version for Eric). It was nicely flavored with herbs. Then, it was time to head back all the way to the road.

Eric with his left foot in North America and his right in Europe.


Eric took a picture of me crossing the Mid-Atlantic Ridge.


The long trail back through the lava.


There were excellent examples of pahoehoe on trail. Eric's picture.


And mine.


Maria showed us a lava cave along the trail. Photo by Eric.


Eric went into the cave and took a picture looking back out.


Well, that was a truly unique and special experience! We were aware that we would probably never do anything like that ever again. I am so grateful we had such an opportunity.

As we returned to the hotel and prepared for bed, I thought that I had never been so sad about getting on a plane for London. I loved Iceland so much, I didn't want to leave!


Last updated: 16/08/2014 by Eric and Beth Zuckerman