For a couple of weeks now I’ve been tying flies for a trip to Iceland. At last the day dawned of our flight and following a dreary train journey to Manchester airport, it was nice to be hopping onto a connecting flight bound for Akureyri. This remote region in Northern Iceland lives up to its name of “Ice and Fire” for we flew over several dormant volcanoes capped with layers of snow. Just like the UK, Iceland is about 3 weeks behind with plenty of snow still blanketing mountain peaks (above, a view during our descent to Akureyri). With night time temperatures still dipping away, hopefully the midges are still prepared to endure the cold…
~Safely on the ground at Akureyri airport before heading to the mighty Laxa~
