An immense column of pulverized pumice, sand and dust was rising with a whirling circular motion like a waterspout; the wind was lashing it on to that side of Snæfell where we were holding on; this dense veil, hung across the sun, threw a deep shadow over the mountain.
Hatalmas oszlop közeledett, elporladt habkő, homok és por forgott benne, mint a fergeteg. A szél a Snaefells oldala felé hajtotta, oda, ahol mi kapaszkodtunk.