We have a leisurely breakfast and it is nice to see some familiar faces, some of whom are leaving today. We have a little time before our excursion to the glacier so we have a little troll into town, most of the shops are shut however but it passes the time. We are collected from the hotel at 11.30, there are 3 other people on the trip. It takes 2 hours to get to our destination and we really miss Kristberg telling us all about the landscape we are passing thro...

This is the last day of our escorted tour. We have a later than usual start due to Kris and Siggi travelling back from Reykjavic. Steve and I take advantage of the early morning sunshine and walk a short way to the waterfall, Skogafoss on the Skógá river, which springs from 60 metres at the top of an eroded cliff. Cases loaded into the trailer and we're heading for the folk museum at Skogar or Skogasafn, only about 10 minutes away. Now, I have to own u...

This morning we retraced our steps back to the glacier lake. It looks entirely different as the glaciers are more spread out across the lake. The weather is still and calm and there are fewer people around. We spend some time taking even more photos of icebergs, Arctic tern and seals before returning to the coach. The ocean is also calm and not as dramatic as it had been yesterday. We are driving around the south side of Vatnajokull, the biggest glacier in Icel...

The weather forecast today is dire! Rain all the way. Siggi suggests we just drive to the next hotel without stopping. We head south on the scenic coastal road edging the fjords and stop for photos at a couple of beautiful waterfalls. We stop at the small fishing village of Gledivik to see the outdoor artwork by Sigurdur Gudmundson. It consists of 34 eggs, each one representing a species of local bird. The eggs are all similar in size except for one, which is the...

Oh what a beautiful morning! The sun is shining and it looks like it's going to hang around for a while. Our itinerary is a bit vague today but we know we won't be disappointed. We travel through the valley of  Seyðisfjörður, the longest fjord in Iceland, heading for the snow capped mountain of Dyrfjöll in the distance. The mountain road is narrow and precarious in places but it takes us down into a lovely little fishing village...