No one except a photographer would consider today a beach day. We had the usual weather at the Black Sands Beach; low 30’s with stinging ice crystals, gusting winds to 40 MPH, you know the usual constant drizzle that keeps you soaked and spots your lens, thats what I am talk ing about. Oh my Gaud was it amazing!
After our morning at the beach, we head back to Vix, where Icelandic hotdogs and licorice awaits, and behind the M1 (gas station/restaurant,) the famous Vix sea stacks. Lucky we were there as the sun peeked through for a precious moment, illuminating the sky behind those rockstars in the ocean.
But just before the sun set, we decided to check out a rare location indeed. A place where I’d never been before, a moment in time when a rare object of fascination fell from the sky to become part of the landscape for over 40 years.
Knowing we ended our day with a visit to an erie marker in time, knowing that a rare red sunset came to visit and watch as we worked, knowing that we may not be the last to ever see that plane in the volcanic ash, we were the last to see it last night as the red sun set on Iceland.