We were down to five – Erno, Bob, Ken, Nick, and me. Nick and I had commandeered a rental van early in the morning, loaded up the rest of the crew at the guesthouse, dropped Thor at some random roundabout near his home, and headed back to the Snaefellsnes Peninsula. A stop at the Hotel Rjúkandi was required…
It was the final day of the Iceland Workshop, and it felt like we had some locations to catch up on. Although the storm had faded, it left a sky that couldn’t decide if it was going to be a backdrop of interest or a curtain of gray. We’d try to make the most of it before heading back toward Reykjavik and the departures at Keflavik.
Our outlandish luck finally abandoned us. After several days of weather that supported our photographic desires, day and night
After the brilliance of Jökulsárlón, the morning seemed extra dark as clouds settled and the sky threatened rain.
It looked like we had a couple days of good weather ahead and we planned to take full advantage. Although…
It’s a drive day. Forecasts called for a good twenty-four hours or so before the next storm, so the plan…
For now, we drive through almost perfect golden-hour light—the golden hour that lasts all day here. At first it was a bit frustrating, as back-lit storm clouds danced in the volcanic mountains. But we committed to the goal of the South Coast, the good weather and aurora forecasts pulling us onward.
Icelandic photo tours and workshops promise* aurora. There is always an asterisk, only Nick and Thor deliver aurora
The van was stuck. We walked from the hotel in the blue light of pre-dawn mid-morning to find Thor shoveling…
The storm arrived. Northwest winds of up to 50 m/s (about 110 mph) shut down roads and local gusts pummeled the hotel window. We decided today’s Vogar adventure consisted of a walk to a convenience store and then waiting for the nice folks at Gamla Pósthúsið to open for dinner. I highly recommend this unassuming, excellent dinner house; it is perfectly located across the quiet street fronting Hotel Vogar.