The Beauty of Iceland - photo taken as we made our escape towards the airport as "Covid Lockdown" loomed.
The plan was to “commute” by bike from a meeting in Scotland back to our house in Italy as a form of slow, low impact travel. The trip was due to take place in June, commencing with a short hop across Scotland and northern England, a ferry to the Hook of Holland followed by a cycle tracing the course of the river Rhine to its source, and finally a traverse of the Alps via a route to be determined upon arrival, based on mood, fitness, time and hunger. I was super excited and had even bought a new bike for the trip but Covid, as with many things, meant it remains but a dream for the foreseeable.
I was giving a photography workshop in Iceland when lockdown came. We were at almost the furthest point from the airport at Keflavik photographing icebergs when it became abundantly clear that we had to get out. And pretty fast. Our Australian client was warned by her Government to get home immediately (it ended up she was on one of the last flights to transit to Australia through Singapore before it shut) so we cut the trip by a couple of days and in a predawn gloaming sparked the ignition and headed west, rearranging flights as we went. As I gazed out of the window of the car at the spectacular landscapes of one of my favorite places on earth I couldn’t help willing the car to break down so we could be stuck here a while!