Woolen Socks and Stockfish
REYKJAVIK. The water temperature is six degrees. There is still snow on the rocks alongside the road. But Ingo Olsen and his friends could not care less. For them Iceland is a surfer’s paradise. Two to five-metre waves. And the line-up is never crowded. The scene of polar surfers is small. It counts no more than 20 guys who surf all year. Their recipe: stockfish and the right clothing.