Iceland Day 7: Exploring the East Fjords

Seyðisfjörður – Höfn It was another cold night, but being sardined inside Jim’s tent kept us both toasty warm. We were so squished in fact, that when my phone alarm went about its morning ritual, I was so tightly bundled in my sleeping bag that I couldn’t move my arms to switch it off. Wriggling…

Iceland Day 6: Odd Smells and Snowstorms

Lake Mývatn – Seyðisfjörður We were greeted by a dusting of snow as we climbed out of Mývatn the next morning, which had become increasingly scattered across the road and over the barren hills beyond. Excited by the enchanting landscape, we pulled up into a lookout area to take in our surroundings. Jim proceeded to fall…