The journey to find the airplane from the forced landing of November 24th, 1973 is was of my favorite adventures. The plane is a United States Navy Douglas Super DC-3 airplane, and here in the south of Iceland due to experiencing severe icing. To get here I started in Reykjavik, Iceland’s coastal capital. I headed east on Route 1, past
Skógafoss waterfall and before the town of Vik. Eventually right when you think you have driven too far, or are in the middle of nowhere, you come to a bridge with a blinking yellow light. Now you are getting close. There is a dirt access road to Sólheimajökull Glacier on the left. Continue driving a little further. There are no signs or arrows pointing to it, but just an area off to the right with space to pull off and park. You used to be able to drive all the way to the plane, but there is a fence now because you are no longer allowed to. But that doesn't mean you can't park and walk!! It is only about 4 kilometers, and you just start walking straight out towards the coast. I was alone during this walk and during the four kilometers I experienced the craziest array of weather changes. It went from sunny and warm outside, to raining and cold with bits of snow, to the thickest fog you've ever seen, and back to sun again! Walking along the black sand beach there were times where I thought I was just walking to nowhere. As the fog set in all around me, all I could see in every direction I looked was black sand. I thought I might be lost or would never arrive to the sight. But then, out of nowhere, there it was! In the middle of this big beach laid a big airplane.