Seyðisfjörður is a perfect town tucked between the towering east fjords with colourful houses, seaside views, artists and wool sweaters.
There are trails everywhere. We just followed a road until it ended and found this one.
I had been looking forward to the Eastfjords–our halfway mark and also the only place I booked a room for us to stay in– a restored farmhouse, 19 km outside of town. We were as far as we would ever be from home–in space and time. By now, every moment felt so close, so belonging to us.
The place is called Skalanes Lodge and in addition to being a guest house, it is a nature reserve.
You must unwind whether you want to or not in this place. You must read on the couch, watch the sun set –
And then amble to the cliffs in the morning-
Eat the delicious homemade dinners of cod and lamb.
…and set the alarm to see the northern lights. Which we did – and, wrapped in our sleeping bags, watched a ribbon of light dance across the sky.