The ridge between the North American and Eurasian plates is a strange place. Void of marine life, it seems like a strange place to swim, but the incredibly clear water and novelty of swimming between continents was enough to draw me in.
While in Reykjavik I participated in an Arctic Adventures tour appropriately named Black and Blue.
This post focuses on the “Blue”.
Arriving at the dive site, it was clear that this was going to be a cold and awkward afternoon. In the hight of winter, the water temperature was hovering around 10 degrees Celsius.
Getting the dry suit on was struggle enough. Vacuum packing me in and ensuring I was both warm and dry took the assistance of more that one staff member.
Getting into the water was worse. The initial impact of the cold water was shocking. Even with the dry suit and multiple layers of clothing beneath it, this was by far the coldest experience of my life.
It was all worth it though.
The crystal clear, blue waters allowed for flawless visibility of the vast fissures below us. We swam down-stream for about 30 minutes before exiting the
icy water and walking back to the main camp.
I still can’t believe the experience was real. My face was so swollen from the cold water it was unbelievable and no amount of hot chocolate was going to help. But despite all the cold and uncomfort, I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.