This is the road which leads to a large isthmus off the western coast of Iceland called the Snaefellsness peninsula. The scenery just knocks you out (as sure as the wind blows you over!).
Everything is so remote - sometimes it feels like you are the only ones on the planet. You rarely meet cars on the empty road as you travel for hours. The stark beauty leaves me wordless, as my eyes feast.
These are some rocks, deeply eroded by wind and water near Trollagilskaekur creek.
A dear friend asked me today "How do you like Iceland?" I responded "I adore it." He continued "Okay, so you see some lava, some cindercones, a few glaciers... then what?" I smiled and tried to come up with the words to describe how the place just got under my skin. Everything is genuine there. What you see is exactly what you get. The people are practical, friendly, welcoming and hardy. I admire them, and the land that formed them.
Soon I shall be there again :-)