Iceland has a lot of dramatic scenery. That’s kind of the point of Iceland. Glaciers, volcanoes, cliffs and waterfalls; all lovely.
But I actually found myself enjoying more some of the quieter, more subtle landscapes.
The view across the plains, in the direction of our accommodation for that night.
Barely any life to be seen.
A verdant moss haze filled nooks and crannies.
Another favourite spot was Mýrdalssandur, on the south coast. Miles of flat plains; we had been warned by a friend that this was likely to be the most boring part of our tour. I loved it.
Immense lava fields covered with sparse vegetation. Mossy hummocks as far as the eye could see.
This was the bit of Iceland I’ll remember. Not so dramatic perhaps, but unlike anywhere else I’ve ever been.
More photos on flickr.