“Our last day here in gorgeous Iceland where the magic truly happened, where Craft came alive.
Everything, especially in Craft, is a moment in time, is a ‘perfect point’ in time, especially for each student. To stand still within time is something that is never sought in Craft as a student. Within the vibrations and journey of the life of a Craft, we all continue as students to evolve upon this earthly plain.
It will always be truth for me, my only way, my only path, whatever the year or time of day. One road, one route, one truth. Each quest is a journey of truth in itself, for me and for my personal evolement in truth”.
DAY TWENTY TWO:
TUESDAY 14TH NOVEMBER: EGLISSTADIR AND SURROUNDING AREA: We had a well earned rest and a peaceful night after the drama of the mountains. We are staying near Eglisstadir, the largest town in East Iceland with 2500 population and established in 1850 CE. So time for a nice wander around the town and area before our journey home. The town is spacious and well laid out and all fairly modern.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Egilssta%C3%B0ir
DAY TWENTY THREE:
WEDNESDAY 15TH NOVEMBER: LEAVE FINNSTDIR: We were traveling today to Seydisfjordur to board the Smyril Line ferry to Hirtshals and once again enjoying two luxury cabins again with stunning scenic views of the ocean. But our adventures were not over yet! We left early enough for what should have been a forty five minute drive across the mountains to the ferry port, the day was bright and the sun was shinning and we were in high spirits. However things and the weather took a dramatic turn for the worse. As we drove only slightly up into the mountains, the weather rapidly changed. The snow clouds came down and the roads changed from drivible to undrivible in about five minutes. The only way to the port was up and over the mountain tops, and we were struggling as the car ground to an ominous stop on the slippery road up over the mountain. Karl made the decision to stop and put the ice-grip, snow pads on the car wheels, not easy on an already icy road with no footing and other vehicles coming each way, also trying to pass, but he did it, and we struggled onward with visibility at an all time low – in fact it was non-existant! Everywhere one looked it was white on all sides, on a steep mountain pass with no road barriers. One can not begin to imagine how weather conditions can change so rapidly on a mountain pass. But thanks to Karl and the snow shoes we were able to keep going little by little. It was challenging and worrying but i had every faith in Karl and his driving. When we eventually started to descend from that mountain and could see the port below with the ferry waiting – never, ever in all my life, was i so pleased to see this sight. Coming down down from those mountain storms in Iceland, where one could not even see off the edge of the mountain, it was such a relief! No visibility, no road markings, no barriers! We only made it because Karl put those ‘snow shoes’ on the front tyres of the car! This then, this ferry was the best ever sight on the planet! but what a wise decision on Karl’s part to leave Hofsos tow days early!
Driving up into the mountains to catch the ferry home (no photos on the mountains as no visibility)
DAY TWENTYFOUR:
THURSDAY 16TH NOVEMBER: ON BOARD FERRY. Once again as we sailed through the Faroe Isles, at barely dawn, the views were stunning, and i had not been seasick this time.
DAY TWENTYFIVE:
FRIDAY 17TH NOVEMBER: ON BOARD THE FERRY STILL.
DAY TWENTYSIX:
SATURDAY 18TH NOVEMBER: ARRIVE AT HIRTSHALS IN DENMARK: We made it safely back to Denmark after all our adventures. A day of driving, straight through to Germany to stay two nights at Gnarrenburg.
DAY TWENTYSEVEN:
SUNDAY 19TH NOVEMBER: REST DAY: VISIT KARLSHOFEN: A little day of relaxation, a wander around, a coffee and taking it easy.
A war memorial near to where we were staying
The pretty little town of Karlshofen, near to where we were staying in Germany and ideal for a relaxing wander.
DAY TWENTEIGHT:
MONDAY 20TH NOVEMBER: BOARD THE STENA LINE FERRY: So after all the drama, all the magic and all the wonder of Iceland we we actually boarding the ferry from the ‘Hook of Holland’ to Harwich UK! Then home to good old England! But what an amazing adventure we had, had and one that neither of us will ever forget. Iceland will always be in our hearts…
The ferry was a bit wet, but it was back to reality!

..and we met these two character, who say goodbye!
The Bloodline Family/Grail Links:
- Princess Groa Thorsteindottir (32nd x GGM) Neville Linked. 873–914 Birth 873. Hvammur, Iceland. Death 914. Larvik, Vestfold, Norway.
- Provincial Ruler Duncan (Dungad) Of Caithness (32 x GGF) Neville Linked. 871–910 Birth 871, Wick, Caithness, Scotland. Death 910. Wick, Caithness, Scotland.
- Olafsson Thorstein (33 x GGF) Neville Linked. 858–888 Birth 858. Dublin, Dublin, Ireland. Death 888. Hvammur, Iceland.
- Thurid Eyvindsdatter (33 x GGM) Neville Linked 847–935. Birth 847. Sogn og Fjordane, Norway Death 935. Hvammur, Iceland.
“And so we left Iceland, that island of magnetics, of wonder and of tales to behold. We had so many adventures and some hairy experiences too that i can report on now i am home. Nothing ever stays the same for long and many changes manifested while we were there… It is a truly beautiful land and I loved it’s wildness and uncompromising nature, i loved the sunrises and sunsets, i loved the energies there, the oceans and volcanoes.”
I stared reality in it’s face.
I saw as if i was seeing for the first time.
I could see that which had never been told.
I saw what had never been shared.
Within me they shall reside
Until i am reality no more….
Karl’s Vid: Quest Review Three
‘The Keeper of Scrolls/Guardian of the Grail’
‘moon.willow@ntlworld.com’
March 2024
















