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On The Edge.

On The Edge.

Fond memories… Remembering back to my time in Iceland, a solo road trip around this breathtakingly beautiful island. This was the first day the sun made it through, with only low clouds blanketing parts of my journey as thick fog. Taken by a stranger whom I had offered to take their group photo in the Eastern fjords.

The feeling of such freedom and vulnerability is part of what made me fall in love with this land. The vast open spaces, the enormity of the landmarks, it makes you feel very alive and also aware of your mortality, just how open to the elements you are. Hiking on mountains with no trees, exposing you to the strong winds and the higher risk of falling to injury or death. It’s intense at times.

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Memories of Snaefellnes Peninsula near Bùðir.

Memories of Snaefellnes Peninsula near Bùðir. Due to the single lane roads, I have to coordinate a stop when I see a window of opportunity with no cars in either direction for a few kilometres, to be safe and responsible. Always hazards signals on too. Many road trippers don’t, quite dangerous, as the average speeds are 95km-110km/hr.

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Today was the long drive through parts of the Eastern Fjords, then through the mountains heading North. I was met with spectacular coastal views, formidable mountains, surreal landscape, low cloud/fog, wanting to kill the Garmin GPS unit, and friendly fellow road travelers..

Today was the long drive through parts of the Eastern Fjords, then through the mountains heading North. I was met with spectacular coastal views, formidable mountains, surreal landscape, low cloud/fog, wanting to kill the Garmin GPS unit, and friendly fellow road travelers..