No visit to Iceland is complete without a frolic in the
snow…even in late July. The 75km long
Isafjardarfjup is the largest fjord in the region. Craggy mountains, precarious sea cliffs and
plunging waterfalls ring the wonderful uninhabited Hornstrandir peninsula. It consists of 570 square km of tundra,
fjord, glacier and alpine upland protected as a national monument and natural
reserve. There are 4 smaller fjords
snaking out from the Isafjardarfjup and we chose the most remote one to anchor
the Pjotter.
After a day spent wandering through the tundra and
frolicking with the monkies in the snow Seb and I sat in the cockpit enjoying a
glass of wine. It was about 11pm and Seb
and we were still marveling at the 24 hour daylight when I saw a brown shape moving
along the side of the fjord. A peek through the binoculars revealed a lovely
browny-black Arctic fox weaving its way through the shrubs. So there we were, completely alone, anchored
in the middle of the field, surrounded by cliffs covered in wild flowers and
snow, enjoying wonderful weather
(relatively speaking), and watching this little furry wonder going about its
business. Not a bad spot to find
yourself in on the 5th anniversary of your wedding day.
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