Iceland: Potato cyst nematode detected for the first time in Þykkvibær

This organism, which can survive in the soil for up to 20 years, poses a significant threat to potato crops.

According to  The Farmers’ Paper, the pest was identified during routine soil sampling last fall by horticultural consultant Helgi Jóhannesson of the Agricultural Advisory Centre. “I actually found the nematode almost by chance, while looking for signs of a different pest,” Helgi explained.

Subsequent analysis confirmed infections in three different plots on the same farm. Samples were also collected from nine neighboring orchards and sent abroad for definitive analysis.

Nematode , which damages the roots of potato plants, reduces growth and production. Although harmless to humans and animals, it is considered a serious agricultural pest. "The infection spreads through contaminated seed potatoes and soil from machinery," Helgi explained. "Continuous cultivation in infected soil can render the land unusable for decades."

Despite current regulations, imported ware potatoes and infected material can introduce the pest. "Seed potatoes from an infected producer cannot be legally sold," Helgi noted.

Helgi warned that more extensive testing in the fall will be crucial. "If the pest is found in more areas, the consequences could be very serious."

Þórhildur Ísberg, Head of Plant Health at the Icelandic Food and Veterinary Authority (MAST) , said the investigation is ongoing. "No decision has yet been made on containment or mitigation measures."

The following observations are the author’s own: If the nematode infestation spreads far enough, we may have to prepare for the unthinkable: a future where Icelanders rely on beets as their primary starch. Bland, tasteless beets. The kind of vegetable that seems punished by evolution and tastes like damp earth.

But, of course, maybe it’s not so bad. Beets are rich in iron, good for circulation, and leave a deep stain that can double as war paint, or give you a panic attack if you swallow them while fainting. Brennivín and I don’t remember eating them.