I still cannot believe I actually visited the remote and riveting West Fjords of Iceland. A region barely connected to Iceland and just south of the Arctic Circle, the West Fjords are sparsely populated and full of giant mountain fjords, eerie mountain moorlands, and thundering waterfalls. I arrived in the West Fjords by ferry, killed time until my bus by walking down the road to a beach of seaweed-chomping sheep and went for a dizzying bus ride through mountain moors, up and down zig-zagging fjord single-lane gravel roads.
Ísafjörður – the hub of the region is a small town nestled between mountain, sea, and fog. A day trip out to Hornstrandir and the abandoned settlement of Hesteyri reminds one of just how harsh life can be here. Once home to a few hardy farmers and fishing communities, Hornstrandir is now an oasis of summer hikers and scientists.
If you want to leave most of the tourists behind and be constantly stunned by sheer geography, head north. To view my photo slide show of the West Fjords, click on the link below.