All have to remain in the open air.
When the service was over, I visited the priest, Herr Horfuson; he was kind enough to conduct me to the Salsun, nine miles distant, principally to engage a guide to Hecla for me.
I was doubly rejoiced to have this good man at my side, as we had to cross a dangerous stream, which was very rapid, and so deep that the water rose to the horses' breasts.

Although we raised our feet as high as possible, we were yet thoroughly wet.

This wading across rivers is one of the most unpleasant modes of travelling.

The horse swims more than it walks, and this creates a most disagreeable sensation; one does not know whither to direct one's eyes; to look into the stream would excite giddiness, and the sight of the shore is not much better, for that seems to move and to recede, because the horse, by the current, is forced a little way down the river.

To my great comfort the priest rode by my side to hold me, in case I should not be able to keep my seat.