Hello! I've decided it's about time that I restarted this blog, after a long time of it being dormant and where better to start than my recent expedition up into the far north of Iceland to photograph the rare blue morph arctic foxes that call that part of the world home. The trip was an epic in many ways and so I'll cover the whole experience over a number of posts, starting with just getting there...
Leaving Manchester on a chilly but sunny day, a couple of hours later I touched down in a much colder and snowy Reykjavík. After not having had much snowfall over the winter, the day I arrived had been immediately preceded by the heaviest snowfall so far that year. I collected my bags and hopped on the bus into the city to check into my overnight hotel near the domestic airport and meet up with the rest of my group.
We then took a wander into town, past Hallgrímskirkja (the largest church in Iceland and the second tallest building in the country) to get fed and watered and then it was back to hotel for a relatively early night before our internal flight up to the far north the following morning.
