It’s true what they say about Iceland….The hot dogs are really good!
I know I am not alone when I say Iceland has been on my hit list for some time now. For me it was always the seclusion and isolation of the country that I found intriguing, even before the social media popularity.
I was curious to see the way other Northern countries lived. As an introverted type of Canadian that loves winter and makes an effort to travel to Alaska and the Yukon in the middle of February, it seemed fitting to venture to Iceland during their low season when it is getting darker, windier, colder and generally less populated. Needless to say we did not run into many people on this trip, as you can see from the photos. We spent most nights sleeping in closed down campgrounds with not another human being in sight.
Thanks to the help of friends who had been already we had an idea of some things we knew we had to see, but mostly we had very little set plans. We were not sure what exactly it was we wanted to do in Iceland, but we had a warm van to live in, bathing suits and down jackets, a french press, and a broken mini fridge.
It was going to be an adventure.
As the trip began we found ourselves trying to fit in a hike, and a hotpot every day. For those Canadians wondering what a hot pot is, it is a natural hot springs, only they are everywhere, and they are glorious.
So our itinerary began to unfold itself naturally. Every morning the question was, where can we go for a casual hike that eventually leads to us sliding our chilled to the bone bodies into some warm water where we can share that $5 beer we had tucked safely under the van last night with the rest of our food, or so we thought. The winds in Iceland at night can be intense, and we often awoke to find our food blown across the field or parking lot, spinach as far as the eye can see.
The image above is the first hot pot we stumbled across, snugly fitting two people, and being polite Canadians at one point we squeezed in a third, standing face to face with our new European friend, inquiring about her life back in Denmark.
I am not the type of blogger that wants to do a lot of writing, a picture says a thousand words as they say.
So this is a collection in semi-order from Reykjavik and heading North Westerly along the Ring Road, detouring into Snaefellsnes Peninsula, up into the Westfjords and reconnecting along the Ring Road as we travelled East and South, circling back to Reykjavik.
This country is unreal, the landscapes are like nothing I have ever seen before, and I feel that many of the images need to be shown at full scale so you can get a concept for the stark beauty of it all. If you ever need to be reminded of how small you are and how crazy beautiful Mother Nature is, this is the place to go.
Disclosure: All pictures taken of me were captured by my husband Craig, who is also featured as my main model/squeeze. You will get used to seeing him naked or close to. Let’s all give him a round of applause for being such a good sport!