As the weather was promising we took the road #60 to our destination Ísafjörður over the mountains which is for some 70 km just a pure non-asphalted road and therefore can only be done during summertime.

On the way we came along the waterfall at Dynjandi which is just outstanding in its grandeur and beauty

It comes down in many cascades

and if you approach it from the side you can catch a glimpse of what is behind

wonderful red rock

The spray is quite vicious and I was covered in some fine coat after taking my images

As are the plants

Fancy a large stew?

As we continued I was quite anxious how well the road is going to be but to our surprise it was just smooth and pleasant all the way up the mountains as well.

Winding road

as long as the eye can see…

This grass has very beautiful petals – much like cotton

growing in swampy and mossy places

At night we made a stop at Flateyri where a local person told us (after being asked where the campsite is) that we can also park behind the school due to the approaching north-easterly wind which can by quite unpleasant in this fjord. So we went there and had a beautiful evening next to the breakwater

With some lovely lamb

and an amazing sky

Enjoying the evening sun

and the sunset

golden mountains

While taking a little stroll through the village we asked a group of anglers where you could get fresh fish, as this is always a major problem in Iceland… Yes, the country which exports fish like crazy has very limited selection in the country as such… The reason is mainly that all catch is frozen on board already or directly processed in the factories on shore.

To our surprise their response was to go to boat 803 in the harbour and select a fish from the daily catch

So, obedient as we are, we went there

inspected the catch

and chose a medium size cod (medium means 3 kg…)

As gutting is always an issue we did it right on the spot where we could dispose of the intestines properly

Back in the camper the final act of severing the head as our pot wouldn’t manage it otherwise…

The next morning the forecast turned out to be true and the weather was back to normal mode (for Iceland).

From our campsite (over the mountain in the next fjord) we did a small hike in the evening (when it was not raining…) along the waterfall

Doooown there the white spot – that is our camper car

Ancient forests (en miniature) – these used to be some 20 m long during dinosaur times…

Planes making an approach to the airport have to be very agile – you have to fly down the fjord, turn and land approaching the wind

As we were quite cold and wet after the walk we decided to rush back and cook our fish soup (lovely…)

and process the boletes we found (and usually are always around plentiful in Iceland)

Looks perhaps not very orthodox, but the only way to get the wine towards drinking temperature when it’s 6° outside…

The usable parts of our mushrooms…

Nicely chopped and mixed with freshly collected herbs

Isn’t that a treat?