Seljalandsfoss

When I changed jobs in September, I had about a week before starting my new role at Handshake. Knowing it might be a while before I could travel alone again, I booked a flight to Iceland, rented a car, and spent seven days driving the ring road by myself.

I packed my camera, but foolishly left behind both a spare battery and a charger. This meant that I had to be selective, only reaching for my camera when a scene truly demanded it.

Seljalandsfoss was one of those scenes.

Standing there, it’s easy to understand why it’s one of the most famous waterfalls in Iceland. Sunlight strikes the top of the falls and spills over moss-covered rock, which creates this dreamy glow that was hard to capture. I think I did a pretty good job.

I arrived at exactly the right moment, though it wasn’t the plan. I had meant to be there much earlier, but my rental car died that morning, leaving me stranded until an innkeeper’s brother came to jump-start it. I was delayed on the road for almost two hours. What felt frustrating at the time ended up altering my schedule just enough to put me in front of the falls when the light was at its best.