Our next hotel was in Vík í Mýrdal, or Vík for short, Iceland's most southerly village and one of the country's most photographed areas. We were still benefiting from some sunnier than expected skies, and made some beautiful stops just to the west of the village.
Waves crashing ashore in windy conditions were the order of the day at the Reynisfjara Viewpoint, which Danelle particularly enjoyed.
The action continued down the shore along Kirkjufjara Beach, of which we had a lovely bird's-eye view.
Next was a short drive to Dyrhólaey, which literally means "the hill island with the door hole." You can apparently walk out onto the arch, which I wasn't aware of at the time but probably would have enjoyed if Danelle would have let me.
To the east the black sands of Dyrhólaey Beach stretch as far as the eye can see.
It was nice to still see a fair amount of green this late in the year. Makes me want to come back and see just how lush and vibrant the landscape is in the summer.
Our final stop before reaching town was our most anticipated -- the Reynisfjara Black Sand Beach. Yellow warning lights indicated that conditions were dangerous, and the tide was high enough that it wasn't safe to try and walk past the basalt columns outside Hálsanefshellir Cave.
The beach was pretty packed with other tourists. But when you shoot in the direction of the unpredictable tides, you tend not to have to worry about having any people cluttering your shot.
Still more to come!
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