Photo story: Iceland
It was a weekend in May, I and Hanna, my second cousin (check out her blog at lundgrenhanna.blogspot.se), were going to Iceland.
05:00. I was awake and stared at the ceiling.
06:00. The wheels of the car began to spin.
09:40. The train left Hyllie, Malmö, Sweden.
10:00. The train arrived to Kastrup, CPH, Denmark.
12:00. We sat in the gate at Kastrup.
13:05. The purple airplane got carried away by the wind.
Our destination was Iceland, which is one of the most popular photography destinations at the moment. It felt quite weird to leave Sweden when it for once had got warm winds and blue skies the hours before our trip. Even though Iceland gave us a cold welcome the island hides many beautiful, almost out of this world, locations.
This is Jökulsárlón, a lake that is almost completely covered in blocks of ice which slowly drifts out into the eternal sea. The water origins from the great glacier Vatnajökull, not only Iceland’s but also Europe’s largest of its kind. Jökulsárlón happens to be Iceland’s deepest lake and contains both seals and killer whales. Although we spotted one curious seal, with only its forehead and eyes over the surface, staring at us while photographing at the beach we did not see any killer whale.
The beach consisted of black “sand”, ash from the eruptions of nearby volcanoes and rocks as well as some blocks of ice.
The mere thought that the glaciers of Iceland have been where they are since many thousands of years emphazises a strange feeling. The majority of the glacier remains untouched by humans and many different unknown species of animals may stay preserved in the thick ice. This is, without a doubt, one of natures wonders.
Initially we were not supposed to go to Jökulsárlón, since we lived on the western half of the island. But when we travelled to Skógafoss, the waterfall pictured below, we made a decision to continue. Another 350km passed by and we arrived at the ice lake. That decision may have been the best and most important one of the whole trip, at least photography- and experience wise.
Skógafoss. Isn’t she beautiful? This waterfall is about 60 meters in height, not the tallest even in Iceland alone. But the birds circling around it and the rainbows emerging from the fumes makes it a stunning subject.
While you couldn’t go behind this fall (that’s possible with Seljalandsfoss) there was a staircase leading up to the top.
I can’t do other than agree. Iceland is the land of ice and fire (we didn’t stop by it but the fire was just around the corner.) It’s one of those places that you have to go to sometime in your life, but you still want it to remain written on your list and keep returning.
The trip is over but the memories will remain forever.