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South Coast
Read more: South CoastToday we set out to tour the natural wonders of Iceland’s South Coast, though a bout of cold rain nudged us toward a change in plans. We started our day at the Hotel Grimsborgir, where we had checked in the night before, for some much needed rest and sustenance after our fishing fiasco. Bobby Fisher…
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Golden Circle: The Zen of Catching Nothing: Fly Fishing the Hola River, Iceland
Read more: Golden Circle: The Zen of Catching Nothing: Fly Fishing the Hola River, IcelandToday we are “gone fly fishing” with our local guide, Hroomar, on the famed Hola river in Iceland’s Golden Circle. The plan? Lure out the river’s legendary big ones. The Hola River doesn’t roar or rush—it whispers. A thin, clear ribbon winding its way through Iceland’s soft hills and mossy flats, it looks like the…
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The Golden Circle: A feast for the eyes, the tastebuds and the soul
Read more: The Golden Circle: A feast for the eyes, the tastebuds and the soulThe Golden Circle is a popular sightseeing route in south Iceland. But it isn’t just a route—it’s an immersive dose of what makes Iceland so unforgettable: fire and ice, myth and geology, chaos and silence. It brings you face-to-face with some of the island’s most iconic landscapes and elemental forces. Here, the earth splits beneath…
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The Silver Circle: Fire and Ice in Lava Caves and Glacial Tunnels
Read more: The Silver Circle: Fire and Ice in Lava Caves and Glacial TunnelsToday we left Reykjavík with Kristinn—our guide and logistical wizard—to explore some of Iceland’s most iconic natural wonders. Trading the city’s minimalist charm for wide-open landscapes, we drove past moss-draped lava fields, rising steam vents, and skies that couldn’t seem to make up their mind. Our destination: the famed Silver Circle—a culturally rich route through…
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Iceland: Fire and Ice
Read more: Iceland: Fire and IceWe traveled to Iceland, that stark and stunning island nestled between Greenland and Norway. Our journey began in Newark (EWR), and after a slightly delayed but otherwise smooth flight, we landed in Reykjavik, Iceland’s capital. Just five hours and forty-five minutes later—poof!—we were stepping out into the cool Icelandic air, ready to explore a land…
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