This is a story that I honestly don’t enjoy telling. While it was definitely an adventure, it is not something that I am proud of. Having to get rescued by an Icelandic emergency rescue team on my first day on the Laugavegur Trail is something I consider a failure rather than a success. However, this is the totally true account of how I slid 500ft down the side of a mountain and survived. I hope that this can help some hikers make better decisions than I did, and also hopefully give some good safety tips to those who (hopefully not) may experience a dangerous slide in the future.

TLDR: I survived with minor injuries, a newfound caution of heights, and a lot of luck.

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The Laugavegur Trail – This is not where I fell, but this was the type of terrain we were walking on.

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Hiking the Laugavegur Trail in Iceland

I have been dreaming of hiking the Laugavegur Trail in Iceland for years, and I finally was getting the chance to do it. This 55km trek goes through the Icelandic highlands, through old volcano fields, over mountains, and around glaciers. There is truly nothing like it. It is commonly thought of as one of the most beautiful treks in the entire world. The plan was to combine it with the difficult 15-mile day hike: the Fimmvörðuháls trail from Thorsmork (where the Laugavegur Trail ends) to Skogar.

After spending months planning and training for these hikes, we were finally ready to complete this hike. As someone who got taken off the 56-mile Foothills Trail last year due to a severe plantar fasciitis flare-up, I had spent a long time healing my feet and preparing for this journey. For once, I wasn’t worried about my feet taking me off the trail. I had done everything possible to prepare, and I was determined to finish it.

But that’s not what happened.

How the Day Started

Eric and I have talked about this day a million times. We have gone over in our minds every little decision and mistake that led to putting us in a life-threatening situation and let me tell you, there were a lot of them.

  • For one, we didn’t realize that the bus ride to Landmannalaugar (the starting point) would take 4 hours. This put us on the trail at 1pm instead of 10pm like we were planning. This meant that our 15-mile hike on day one was going to be rushed.
  • Landmannlaugar has 4 different trail options, none of them being well marked. All 4 trail options ended up connecting to the Laugavegur Trail at some point, so we followed the one with the most people
  • As we quickly ascended, we started to wonder if we had taken the right trail (we hadn’t), but we could see on our GPS that it did connect, so we continued.

As it turns out, the reason we saw so many people going up this path was because it was a famous day hike to this beautiful mountain top. We were glad when we reached the peak that we had taken that route because of the amazing views. However, we quickly realized that we had spent all of this time ascending, but we took the trail that was going to make us descend all of the way back into the valley. That idea sucked because we basically wasted the afternoon ascending for no reason.

BUT we saw ANOTHER trail split that offered less of a descent and supposedly connected up ahead with the Laugavegur Trail. Of course, this seemed like the better option, we could see the path, and our GPS showed it to be a real route. So we split off the main trail and went on the road less traveled.

How We Fell

It is important to note that the Laugavegur Trail has a VERY short hiking season due to snow and ice. It usually opens in late June-early July, and we were hiking the first week of July. This meant that winter had just faded away and the trails hadn’t totally been combed over to see how winter had affected them. As we got further along this trail, it was clear that recent erosion had taken place. Winter and spring had taken their toll on this section of the trail as the path became thinner and the side of the mountain became closer due to this erosion. We knew now that this path was unsafe, and it was time to turn around and backtrack to a different path.

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This is a general feel for how thin the path had become
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This is where I fell (Taken before I fell). You can see how steep it is.

Just as we were decided to turn around, the ground eroded under both Eric and I and we slipped. We both slid about 10 feet on our stomachs as we jammed our poles into the earth to try and stop ourselves. Eric was able to get his poles into the earth quickly and climb back up. I was not.

Eric’s trekking poles had lost their “feet” a long time ago so he was able to jam them deep into the ground and pull himself slowly back up to the top, but my trekking poles still had the feet on them, so I could only jam them into the ground about 2 inches–not enough to stop myself or pull myself back up.

When Eric reached the top he tried to reach his pole down to me to pull me back up, but there was no way he could reach me without falling again himself, and if he fell from the angle he would have had to lean to pull me up, he would have fallen face first and tumbled down the mountain potentially breaking his neck or worse. It wasn’t an option.

The ground eroded again under me and I fell uncontrollably. This was the scariest part of it all. I was sliding on my stomach unable to stop, not knowing how far I was going to fall and if I would be able to stop at all. I slid somewhere around 75ft down the side of the mountain before I could jam my poles into the earth to stop myself. I was able to slowly turn around onto my pack and lean against my backpack and the poles to hold myself in place. I held myself in that spot basically using my arms and my poles to keep me from falling the rest of the way for around 45 minutes as I watched rocks fall beside me and the ground erode nearby.

The Safety Gear that I Will NEVER Hike Without

During that time Eric used our Garmin InReach Mini (highly recommend hiking with one) to send out an SOS call because I was very stuck. I couldn’t climb up because the ground was basically a landslide waiting to happen, and I couldn’t move from my spot because I would slide down the rest of the way at speeds that could put me in serious danger. Basically, I was in a lot of danger.

Quick Plug for the device that rescued me: This device is AMAZING. This was ironically our first hike using it. It sent GPS points to my family back home and we could send pre-set messages for free like “We’re done hiking for the night” or “We don’t have cell phone service, but we are doing well” to those back home who were following our hike. Also, the plan that we were on comes with FREE emergency services. Eric hit the SOS button and the Garmin people immediately reached out to him and the Icelandic Emergency Services. While I was hanging on the side of the mountain, Eric was in constant contact with the Garmin people and the Garmin people were in contact with my parents back home since they were set as my emergency contact. This device also showed us maps and altitudes and a lot of other cool things. After using it, I will never hike without it. PLUS it only weighs 3.5oz for those of you ultra-light hikers. Ok, plug over and back to my story. You can buy it here* or at REI.

Eric, being the genius that he is, made a flag out of our emergency blanket so we would be easy to spot by the search and rescue team

Eventually, I could feel the ground under me giving way, and I knew I was going to fall. I had no other option but to do my best to descend safely.

Here are some of the things I planned as I was hanging there that helped me stay safe:

  1. Do not, under any circumstances, allow myself to lean forward and tumble. This could cause a broken neck, back, or blackout.
  2. Do my best to go as slowly as possible. The longer I slid, the more speed I would pick up— the harder the crash would be. I knew I wasn’t going to die, but I didn’t want a lot of broken bones or to be airlifted out of there. As I sat there, I watched fairly large chunks of rocks fall around me and COMPLETELY SHATTER when they reached the ground. That was not comforting.
  3. Do not panic.
  4. I noticed that there were two types of terrain: snow and eroded ground. The snow and ice would be too fast going down but the eroded ground was too weak to jam my poles into. I decided to go in the middle of the two so that I could use both types of terrain to slow me down.
  5. I would go down with one leg out straight to guide me and one bent, digging into the ground to slow me down and build up dirt to stop me.

I finally slipped out of my stronghold and began to slide.

What It Was Like

I managed to use my poles every so often to jam into the ground and slow me down or stop me. At this time Eric had walked away from where he could see me because he had contacted other hikers who were calling to tell the rescue team the exact path we were on. I was lucky (basically a miracle) to be able to find strongholds for my poles as I slid. I would jam a hiking pole into the ground and it would yank me back from falling more.

I ended up sliding 400-500 feet down a mountainside.

I broke one of my carbon fiber hiking poles completely in half because of how fast I was sliding, but I walked away with only soreness, a decent case of road rash, a pulled muscle in my back, and some muscle strain in my arms from holding me up. If I didn’t have the trekking poles, it would have been bad and not at all the same happy ending.

I’ll admit, it was terrifying. I don’t have a fear of heights and I love a good adrenaline rush, but this day had me praying like never before. It’s rare that I’m scared, but I was definitely scared.

I’m really lucky to have made it through with such minor issues

Getting Rescued

The Garmin reached the SOS team and they came looking for us, and Eric made a flag out of an emergency blanket so they could spot us from far away (Brilliant really). I was stuck at the bottom of this canyon that was completely off-trail.

The Icelandic emergency search and rescue team was like a well-oiled machine, they found a different, snow-covered path, down the mountain to come to get me. They kicked holes about a foot deep into the snow to create stairs for me and them to climb back up to where Eric was.

The search and rescue team got me to safety where I was finally reunited with Eric, but our hike was over at that point. I was super sad to not be able to complete this hike that I dreamed about for so long and spent so long preparing for, but I am greatly for the miracle of walking away with no major injury.

Definitely a crazy adventure that I do not want to repeat.

If you look closely and see a red circle, that is the mountain that I slid down from a distance.

How this will affect our Future Hikes

  1. Eric and I will ALWAYS double-check the map with someone before taking the random side trail
  2. We will never hike without our Garmin SOS device
  3. The emergency blanket was actually super helpful and I will probably always carry one
  4. We will continue hiking and plan on taking on the Laugavegur Trail again next year

Anyway, thanks for reading. If you have a cool story from hiking or adventuring, comment below. I’d love to hear it!

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  1. Your husband is a McGyver like my husband! So smart to use the emergency blanket as a flag because it’s reflective!! I’m gonna put one of those in our packs from now on just for that reason.

  2. That must have been such a terrifying experience, especially sliding down on your stomach. So glad that you were with someone and you had a device to use to send out an SOS!

  3. Wow! What a story, but I’m sure it’s one you’d rather not have to tell. Very well written travel story though and, as a keen hiker myself, I’ll definitely look into getting one of those Garmin devices. Sounds like a very important piece of kit to have.

  4. What a terrible fright you and Eric must have had. Keeping your cool probably saved you from severe injury. At least it hasn’t deterred you from completing the trail next year.

    1. Gripping is ironic since gripping my hiking poles is what saved my life! I have not yet gone back as it was only this summer that this happened, but I have plans to go back next year hopefully and take it on again!

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