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The Road East

As We continued East, we had every intention of grabbing that iconic shot at Stokksnes, you know, the with the monuds of grass and earth in the foreground and the mountain range in the background? Nope. we missed it altogether. Instead, we got up close and personal with the mountain,

The shots are in chronological order, and you can see how everything becomes more blue as the light fades. On the other side of the tunnel, we found still pools of water and beautiful reflections. And a rock, which i climbed.

The road east takes us comfortably into the East Fjords, where we settle down for the night in a repurposed church. It was very cold in the church,  but the keeper was able to heat it enough in the hour before we arrived. We collected our thoughts in the evening and signed the guest book, exhausted and delighted.

Photography by Joe shutter and

For your enjoyment, 

Joe Shutter

Crossing Over

Crossing over from crystal is the source of the "crystals" from said beach: Jökulsarlon, or the glacial lagoon.  It doesnt matter how many times one goes there. its never the same lagoon. The sun rises behind you as you face the lagoon, and as it sets from the west, the low sun refracts through the blacks of Ice to spectacular effect.

You will have to imagine all of that for right now, beacause Frank and I were not so luckcy when we arrived. after our spectacular sunrise on crystal beach, the clouds came over and that was that. Here are results of our endeavours.


Photography by Joe Shutter and Rock Scissors Taper

For your enjoyment, 

Joe Shutter

End of day 1: Vik

To tie up day one of our road trip, we made a short stop at Vik, with its iconic sea stack. As the sun sank below the horizon at Dyrhóleay in the last, we stopped to enjoy the magic hour in Vik, embers of the golden, low sun and the rich blues from the sea and horizon. I included both sides of the cliff, for context.

 

Photography by Joe Shutter and Rock Scissors Taper

For your enjoyment,

Joe Shutter

Between a Fall and a Plane Fall

Like everything else in Iceland, it doesn't matter how many times you visit these magical spots, they are never the same twice. That said, this was my umpteenth time at Skogarfoss, we are delighted with the low sun behind the cliff, a winter time treat.

The crashed DC-3 at Sólheimasandur is a popular spot too, slightly further along the road. The DC-3 crashed during WWII and everybody on bard survived. Now its a great shoot location.

A photo stop on the road like no other. 

 

Photography by Joe Shutter and Rock Scissors Taper

for your enjoyment, 

Joe Shutter

 

 

 

Weight of Water, Wet and Windy

Its only 500 meters from Seljalandsfoss, but Gljufarfoss exists in a warld of its own. It’s a small waterfall that falls into a cave. Open at the top, as the water falls, air is drawn down. This means windy. And wet. And wet and windy.

Shooting in here is a nightmare: you have exactly three seconds from a dry to a wet lens. Take tissues. You will got wet too, if you visit. Take a weather sealed camera or put it inside some kind of waterproof bag.

Poor Frank got soaked to the bone, it even got into his shoes! My (self) waxed leather Belstaff kept me dry on top, the car seat warmer taking care of the rest. It was totally worth it

Here are the shots.

Photography by Joe Shutter and Rock Scissors Taper

For your enjoyment,

Joe Shutter