Westfjords

Iceland still has plenty that I didn’t get to see – I hardly even went east of its midpoint. I had a block of time which I wasn’t sure how to use, and I eventually decided to fly to the Westfjords. I rented a car at the airport and drove around this very unique part of Iceland.

Driving around the Westfjords was intense. True to its name, it is in the west and full of fjords. Roads winded between sheer mountains and, well, fjords.

  • This is pretty much how it looked.
  • It’s Iceland, still got waterfalls.
  • I never found out what the deal was with these statues.
  • This is a natural hot spring that I decided wasn’t worth the trouble.
  • Iceland’s worst captain.

I went to another museum of old Iceland stuff – but this time, old Westfjords stuff!

  • I came to a town to eat.
  • So everywhere in Iceland they had this cauliflower soup, and who wants to eat that? Finally I tried it. It was good.
  • Geothermal pool. I went in this one.
  • Another.

Coming back to Ísafjörður:

  • All you can eat fish buffet.

Just about the coolest thing was going to this island full of birds. Three people lived on the island – the owner, his wife and his daughter. The owner was the tour guide.

Finally saw lots of puffins.

And very many very aggressive terns.