Although I've been home two weeks now having started a new job and a new summer in a new place, compiling and composing all my photos and notes from my monthlong trip to Iceland and beyond has proved the most daunting task. The idea of posting these chronologically is making me squirm so I will begin here...on top of a glacier in Skaftafell National Park, Iceland. 

This part of our roadtrip around the Ring Road remains one of my favorites despite the endless rain and perma-saturated socks and boots. We woke up both days in a farmers field, our tent surrounded by lambs and trekked over the Svínafellsjökull  glacier, ice-picking our way on crampons over volcanic-ash streaked ice.

Our Slovakian guide Maria through Icelandic  Glacier Guides  was funny, incredibly multi-lingual, and very kind. The ice is streaked with a history's worth of volcanic eruptions from within the glacier itself. The vibrant blue ice crevasses are terrifying in their depth; their color is caused by the total compaction of ice to the point of eliminating all oxygen that was contained within in (causing the other ice to appear white).