There’s a good reason that Iceland is considered to the photographer’s paradise. With majestic and imposing fjords in the West, beautiful lakes and charming small towns in the East and glacier covered volcanoes in the interior of the island, there is beauty literally everywhere you look. Not only that, but in November, when I was there, the time between sunrise and sunset is no more than 4 hours, resulting in everything bathed in a golden light. It’s no wonder that some of the best landscape photographers in the world have passed through Iceland many times, hoping to capture some of its splendor.
I was there for approximately 10 days late last Fall, starting out in Reykjavik and making my way around the main (and in some cases only) road around the island. Aside from the bad fortune to only have a single day of clear night skies and missing out on seeing the Northern Lights, my trip was simply amazing. I got to swim in a geothermal spa, witness some of the craziest and fastest changing weather I’d ever seen, stand atop two continents (Iceland is situated on top of both the Eurasian and North American tectonic plates, and there’s an area where the ridge between them is visible on the surface) and check out the Yule Lads, the Icelandic version of Santa.