Iceland in February, very beautiful but with unpredictable weather. We never travel without a change of warm and dry clothes, plenty of water and a high calorie snack. This was the tail-end of a strong wind storm, and we were glad to see it finish.
Vatnsdalsfjall (882m) in Húnavatnshreppur, north-western #Iceland.
"His qualities were beauteous as his form,
For maiden-tongued he was, and thereof free;
Yet, if men moved him, was he such a storm
As oft 'twixt May and April is to see,
When winds breathe sweet, untidy though they be."
November: A shot from a plane flying at 6500m between Reykjavik to Akureyri. The accumulation of snowflakes on the top of Hrútfell (1396m) eventually flows as part of a glacier - Hrútfellsjökull.
The other mountains are Innra-Sandfell and Femra-Sandfell. Bláskógabyggð in the western Central Highlands of #Iceland.
February: Crossing the Tröllaskagi peninsular on a beautifully crisp day. The main ring-road, Route 1, passes between multiple 1000+ metre high mountains as it winds between Skagafjörður and Eyjafjörður in the north of #Iceland.
I particularly love this spot, dropping down into Öxnadalur from Krókárdalur, but I'd never seen the road picked out so clearly before.
This is Gluggafoss, the "Window Waterfall". A slab of near-vertical rock interrupts the drop of the water, causing it to bounce from one face to the other.
The little concrete bridge across the river Þórðará at the bottom right is still functional, although it doesn't look it!
Svínafellsjökull ("Pig Mountain Glacier") in the midday sunshine, farm buildings at its foot lending scale.
The dark lobe near ground level at the snout is from a landslide - the glacier shrinkage has left the side walls dangerously unsupported, and the collapse is accelerating the melt of the ice beneath.
"He [Skarp-Hedin Njalsson] snatched the cloak away and tossed a pair of blue trousers at Flosi [Þórðarson], saying he would have greater need of them than a cloak. Why should I need them more? said Flosi. Skarp-Hedin replied, you certainly will if you are, as I have heard, the mistress of the Svinafell Troll..."
November, 5pm: The lights of Djúpivogur docks create a highlight in an otherwise darkening scene.
Djúpavogshreppur in eastern #Iceland, with the mountains of Berufjörður beyond.