On a swing back to Reykjavík from the Blue Lagoon I looked at my map and thought it would be cool to drive via Grindavík and Krísuvík, I was promised a wild volcanic landscape and boiling mud pots. What the map didn't promise but I quickly discovered is that secondary roads in Iceland have worrying tendency to suddenly become gravel roads, lurking around that next sharp bend. I gave it two attempts, on the first I turned around after a bit of gravel, thinking I'd taken a wrong turn. After verifying I was in fact on the right road, and seeing a few normal-sized cars coming from the other direction, mixed in with the giant 4x4s, I gave it a second attempt, and drove a good 20 minutes down the gravel part of the road. Finally though I had to give up again as the road started climbing a steep grade on switchbacks (halfway up in the photo above), and I started skidding and fishtailing all over the place - my little Daewoo just wasn't up to the task. So I gave up again, and drove to Reykjavík the boring way.