This is #ProjectNomad

I'd intended to be lazy, once I arrived in Landmannalaugar at the top end of Iceland's famous 57km Laugavegur trail. I'd completed the trail--and the 25km Fimmvörðuháls hike just to the south--over three days, the last two of them solo, and as I waited for my friends to join me a day or so after I finished, I figured I would sleep a lot, eat a lot, soak in the springs and do a little reading. I was beat, and the idea of hiking any more didn't really appeal. But that lasted, o

"I'm made for this," I thought, as I descended the last leg of Iceland's famous Laugavegur trail, picking my way across a barren plain of volcanic rock and down into swirling mists and sulphurous plumes toward the trail's end at Landmannalaugar. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be." The end was in sight. After conquering the 25km Fimmvörðuháls trail with my friends Jason, Darren, Daulton and Krystin two days earlier, I'd set out to tame the 57km Laugavegur solo, covering 33km