After leaving the stunning central highlands and a swim in an active volcanic crater(!), heading to some of the more remote areas in the northern fjords bought a new landscape with bumpy roads, deserted fishing villages and another amazing night of the northern lights.  As it turns out, seeing the elusive lights is not as straight forward as one might think, it’s always freaking cloudy here!  So we are lucky it would seem.  The west is stunning; strong contrasts, great light and dramatic fjords carved out over the centuries.  I think this area rivals the highlands with its beauty.  Love Iceland.