The recogniseable shape of a mountain, taken from the mind's eye and placed in the volcanic north of Iceland, rising from the morning mist.
Remains of a volcanic mountain illuminated by the pink hues of sunrise in the Icelandic north close to Myvatn. Taken enroute to Dettifoss waterfall as the morning mist lifted from the ground and the rays of colour started to make this hard landscape appear a little softer.
Always go back. No place deserves to be overlooked based on a single visit. The first time I ventured here the wind was knocking folk over and the rain poured down. Next time around it was beautiful clear skies with snow on the ground. A third time and the sky came alive.
Beautiful light at a beautiful sight from the perspective of a drone flight.
The crumbling towers of Londrangar create an eerie outline visible from the road as you make your way around the tip of the Snaefellsness penninsula.
Mist swirls away from the mega waterfall of Skogafoss and moves between the protruding cliffs. Late afternoon sun illuminates the moss covered rocks that stand several hundred meters above the quiet river. The constant movement of the mist was a joy to watch and to photograph from high on the opposite side of the river. Without doubt the most captivating aspect of Skogafoss is not the power of the falls themselves, but how peaceful the water turns just a few meters away from the drama of the cliffs.
The black sand beaches of Iceland form where the power of the sea meets the past power of the volcano. Basalt rock being ground down by the motion of the waves and water to form a unique kind of landscape. I was drawn to the waves on my first visit here. They hold a hidden power, rolling quietly in on themselves at a great height and creeping up silently along the beach.
Looking down on the earth boiling rivers of Hverir. This large geothermal field hisses and the sticky red soil gurgles away giving only a hint of the power beneath the surface here. My time at this location was brief but exploring from the air revealed the beauty in the abstract details where the earth is being boiled away.
Fjaðrárgljúfur Canyon. The river here is now relatively low and calm and can be walked and waded for the most part. The true eroding power of this river seems long gone from what once formed this 100m deep canyon.
Finding a home among the towering and overpowering mountain landscape of Iceland.
Aldeyjarfoss from above. The beauty of this waterfall is beond imagination. The perfectly carved pool, the narrow spout and incredible rock formations make it a special place.
The various shapes of the remaining rocks that withstand the battering on the southern coast of Iceland at this spectacular viewpoint. For a sense of scale the white spots against the rocks are the local birds in flight. A beautiful sunrise at Iceland's most dramatic point along the south coast.
A panoramic sunrise of the mountains of southern Iceland. Taken looking back from the Black Sand beaches near to Vik as the morning light cast a soft glow on the snow capped mountains towards Solheimajokull.
A waterfall that creates it's own rainbow. Not just a tiny waterfall, and a hint of a rainbow but a massive beautiful falls with deep strong colours in the rainbow. The magic of this very special place is here in all it's glory.
The crash site at Solheimasandur. It happened in 1973, before Instagram was invented incase you weren't sure.
The River Fjaðrá running through this beautiful canyon has carved it's 100m deep and towering walls over two million years. The resulting landscape feels like a one of a kind land with the rocky surfaces coated in shades of green and seeming to overhang and stand at every possible angle.
The low rising sun blazes light across the snow covered lava fields in Northern Iceland. Mist rises from the land and moves across the landscape revealing hidden peaks and craters.
A brighter shade of blue as the cold Icelandic waters are cut up by the volcanic rocks before dropping over a huge waterfall.
Water crashing in from all angles as the late afternoon sun illuminates parts of this magical waterfall.
A pure white sky, red mounts and the black plains of Iceland. A drone photograph from around the highlands near Aldeyjarfoss.
One of the most memorable locations from my Icelandic trip. I think maybe because I had chance to wander alone for a little while and perhaps becuase it was an unknown stop, without anything I've seen before in many photos. Perhaps also because of the amazing cafe and memorable cake.
The immense coastline of the Snaefellsnes Penninsula. I love the drama of a stormy sea. I love the birds in the centre of the frame.
An icon before it's time., constructed no doubt as a simple small church, now an iconic photography destination. You never can predict how anything you leave behind will be transformed in the future.
Taken from directly above the ice in Jökulsárlón Ice Lagoon. A seal lies on a bright chunk of ice taking a break from fishing in the deep blue lagoon.
The familiar and yet still captivating scene of the white house near the crumbling cliffs of Arnarstapi with the towering Mt. Stapafell behind.
An aerial view straight down the might Skogafoss as it stirrs up the landscape all around.
Looking down on the ice blue waters of Jökulsárlón glacial lagoon. The slow moving yet constantly transforming icebergs create ever new patterns.
The chaos and beauty that is a glacier at it's point of collapse.
An aerial perspective on the cold beauty of Jökulsárlón Ice Lagoon in Iceland. The patterns in the distant mountain align to the texture of the grit lines in the ice. The ice takes the form of small mountains concealed below the deep blue waters. A magical winter land which proves our imagination exists somewhere.
Nothing in the landscape represents time more deeply than a glacier. Ever changing and yet ever present. Carrying ancient water and rock to new locations across endless time.
All I could see when studying the details of the Ice at Jokulsarlon was the patterns of sound waves or that of a heart rate monitor.
A place to watch the sun rise and soak the Icelandic land in light.
An image which reminds me of the Spaghetti Western films I love but here set in the mountains of Iceland and not Spain. I'd be happy with a grave marked only by a wooden cross if I managed to live out my days in such a beautiful landscape.
The sun breaks over the Budir Black Church before it sets and the light reflects the details of the surround mountains in the windows of the church.
The mighty Fjaðrárgljúfur as a winter storm passes away into the distance.
A gull gliding in front of the all powerful Skogafoss, Iceland
Looking down on two seals in the Ice Lagoon of Jökulsárlón, Iceland during the late winter season.