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In 2012, I went on a journey - it can only be described as such - across Iceland. As soon as you land in Reykjavik, the capital, you can feel that something is different.

Reykjavik
Hallgrimskirkja, the ice cathedral. Reykjavik Cathedral. The Icelandic Parliament.
The Culture House (old national library). Hallgrimskirkja.
Hallgrimskirkja. The statue in front of the church commemorates Leif Erikson, the first Viking in America. Hallgrimskirkja.
The Grey Goose Laws, the ancient law of Iceland. Runic lesson. Notting Hill Gate.
Minstrel. The eggs we planted (long story). Baldur, he of the gate.
Petulant. The Blue Lagoon. The Blue Lagoon.
'Downtown'. The National Theatre. Extensive graffiti.
Point of interest. View from Harpa. Hallgrimskirkja.
Eating a whale. La strega. Paladino.

The magic of Iceland, it must be said, begins when you leave the capital and see the spectacular landscape.

Route across Iceland

My companion. The journey begins at the western edge of Iceland. Lost.
A moonscape.
Þingvellir.
The parliament of Iceland began assembling at Þingvellir, on Law Rock, in 930 AD. Today they meet in a modest building in Reykjavik.
Law Rock, where the Icelandic Parliament traditionally gathered. High above the valley. Ravine.
The largest lake in Iceland.
Our trusty hatchback. The Strokkur geyser at the site of the Geysir. The Geysir area.
Gullfoss.
People at the Geysir. Extreme conditions. Gullfoss marks the extremity of the Golden Circle.
'The Black Rock'.
At Seljalandsfoss. Seljalandsfoss. Approaching Vík.
The exhilaration of extreme exposure. The ice fields.
'The Prow'.
'The Black Plain'.
A slow-motion waterfall. An icy mountain. An icy mountain.
The road across the ice plains.
The edge of the Vatnajökull glacier.
The Italian. Melting. The intrepid explorers.
Vatnajökull.
A mountain. There is no need of architecture here. Approaching Höfn.
The sun. The moon.
The aurora borealis.
We stayed one night in Höfn, a tiny fishing village on the south-eastern coast. The only thing that could be heard in the night was the ocean.
Ice horses, brought here by the Vikings. Receding snow. Monument to a politician.
Crags.
A single man. Rising from the plain.
Like a mirror.
Mossy lava. A mountain. Vík.
Sheer cliffs.
Quite windy. Grassy. Misty.
A mountain range.
Fog and ice.
The dirt track crossing Snæfellsjökull. The Black House of Ólafsvík. In the Black House.
The church of Ólafsvík. A rainbow.
In the Black House of Ólafsvík, we met a lady claiming to have come from Italy. Over a cup of coffee, she told us many local tales, and sent us on our quest to find whales and trolls at the end of the earth.
Moonscape on the edge of Iceland.
The whale. An inhospitable place. Dark figure.
Volatile conditions.
Bárður the troll. At the 'Crack'. The 'Crack'.
The road home.