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There’s something mischievously magnetic about North Iceland in winter (must be a 66 degrees north kind of thing). It’s the type of place that makes you forget schedules, TikTok videos, and why you ever wore anything but thermal layers (in winter, mind). The snow settles like icing sugar over volcanic hills, the Aurora pirouettes across […]

There’s a certain madness involved in flying halfway across the North Atlantic in search of a sky that might or might not light up (in part, why I moved here many years ago). Yet, that’s the charm of Iceland, a country that thrives on (or at least embraces) uncertainty.  The Northern Lights here aren’t guaranteed, […]

If you’re thinking about hitting Iceland’s roads in the depths of winter, you’re either admirably adventurous or slightly unhinged, possibly both (but I like that). The rewards, however, are enormous: frozen waterfalls that look sculpted by Norse gods (try and prove me they weren’t), vast empty landscapes, and the peace you simply can’t find when […]

Iceland in winter is gloriously and unapologetically wild. The kind of place where snowflakes sting your cheeks, geysers steam against crimson skies (dusk and dawn), and every stop-off looks like the perfect photo op.  Yet, amidst all that magic, one misjudged packing decision can turn adventure into agony (or at least some grumbly annoyance). Forget […]

October in Iceland is a bit like ordering a mystery box online (full Mr Burns accent required). You know something’s coming, but you’ve absolutely no idea whether it’ll be glorious sunshine, a blizzard, or that peculiar sideways rain Icelanders always tend to go on about in every travel article since 2010 (myself included). One day […]

Few places on Earth can make you feel like you’ve wrong-stepped yourself into a sci-fi movie. However, Iceland’s ice caves are one of them.  Some are glowing blue tunnels, shimmering with frozen arches (not golden), and they present the occasional reminder that you’re standing inside a living, shifting glacier. Not your average stop off, now […]

If you think Iceland is all midnight sun and over-shared waterfalls on Instagram (my opinion), allow me to introduce you to its quieter, icier alter‑ego: Winter.  In winter, the lava fields wear a dusting of snow, the crowds miraculously thin out, and the landscape takes on the kind of stillness usually reserved for high‑end meditation […]

So, you’ve Googled it. “Do I need a 4×4 in Iceland?” So far we know I’m smashing my job and you’re in the right place (virtual fist bump). It’s the age‑old question every wide-eyed traveller asks before jetting off to this frozen rock in the North Atlantic, where the weather makes the rules, the sheep […]

So you’ve landed in Iceland, map in hand (ok, it’s 2025, maybe it’s chatGPT having a casual pint with Google Maps instead), the wind already threatening to blow it away, and you’re thinking, “Surely I can just flop my tent anywhere, wake up beside a my glacier of choice, and boil porridge on a camp […]