The one place I wish I spent more time in was the Eastern Fjords of Iceland. It happened to be the day that I was going to pull a 6-7 hour drive [more like 9-10] north from Vik to Seyðisfjörður and I found myself stopping and running around every 2 minutes. There were a lot of dirt roads in this stretch, but nothing too bad…you just had to watch out for baby sheep.
One of my favorite fjords, good moody lighting too.
While this is a scenic spot in the Summer, I just can’t imagine living here in the winter. Something tells me they can’t leave their house for 10 months out of the year. Snow burial is most likely a major problem here.
Heading up into the highlands of the North I found a random abandoned nest out in the middle of a field.