Raudanes, natural rockartistery at its best.

The best of it. I walked dơwn to a beach of basalt and rolling stones to capture the basaltcoloumn trough the big arch. Most of the beach is more or less inaccessible on foot. A boat is needed. The coastline is specked with small caves and overhangs.

Raudanes is a small peninsula some 30 kilometers from the end of the world fishing village Thorshofn, eastern Iceland. From the main road there is nothing hinting about this pearl except a sign. It is a place you will overlook if you don't already know about it.
I did two tries on this place. The first one in the spring while the access road was muddy. Big mistake. I needed the aid of the roadrescue team to get back on the mainroad. And by the time situation was under control, fog and rain had arrived.

My second and successfull attempt was in late July. Now the road was dry and hard-with some pieces of wood still embedded in the now hard mud-the monument of my unsuccessful attempt of saving face.

Raudanes is mostly heathland, but along its edges is the treasure in the form of spectacular basalt formations chiseled by the relentless ocean. There is no protection from it. Or from the howling winds.

Gluggur. Once a seacave. Now it has collapsed and left a fantastic arch on the cliffedge.