Just north of the spot where Rte 590 heads west off of Rte 60 you'll find the encampment at Laugar, the birthplace of Laxdæla Saga beauty Guðrun Ósvífursdóttir. Historians believe they’ve found Guðrun’s bathing pool: the hot pool is well marked above the entrance to Hótel Edda, and has a small changing kiosk. Tungustapi, in the distance, is a large elf cathedral.
Linked to Hellnar by both the main road and a wonderful coastal hike, this hamlet of summer cottages is nestled between the churning Arctic waters and the gnarled pillars of two neighbouring lava fields. A monument pays tribute to Jules Verne and a comical signpost measures distances to major cities via the earth's core.
Blink-and-you’ll-miss-it Rif is a harbour village that makes Ólafsvík look like the big city. Dramatic waterfall Svödufoss, with its barrelling cascades and dramatic hexagonal basalt, can be seen in the distance. Between Rif and Hellissandur, spot the lonely church (built 1903) at Ingjaldshóll, the setting of Víglundar Saga.
At the westernmost tip of Snæfellsnes, Rte 574 cuts south, while Rte 579, a tiny gravel and occasionally surfaced track, heads further west across an ancient lava flow to the tip of the Öndverðarnes peninsula, which is great for whale watching. As the road winds through charcoal lava cliffs you’ll pass Skarðsvík, a golden beach with basalt cubes alongside.
Of Breiðafjörður’s innumerable islands, little Flatey (literally ‘flat island’) is the only one with year-round inhabitants. In the 11th century Flatey was home to a monastery, and today the appealing island is a popular stopover for travellers heading to (or from) the Westfjords.