Jökulsárlón, Iceland

 
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At Jokulsarlon Lake, on the south shores of Iceland east of Vik, chunks of ice from the Breioamerkurjokull glacier break off, drift across the lake towards the ocean, and create a magnificent spectacle at the mouth of the lagoon on this cool, 45 degree summer dusk. The log jam of other-worldly shapes and sizes groan, twist, crack, and periodically rotate onto their side sending all the perched birds into a panicked flight.  The ice masses have a snow white covering with traces of a delicate blue, but when the icebergs rotate, the previously submerged, jagged portions are now exposed, and emerge with sparkling clear and greenish hues in one slow, massive thrust upwards.

On the edge of the Vatnajokull National Park, the glacier has been steadily melting and the lake has increased to four times its original size.  I approached the lake by crossing the bridge that spans over the little creek of ice melt heading towards the Atlantic Ocean only 1500 yards away.  The thousands of migratory birds, the fine powder black lava beaches, and the ice lagoon are not only stunningly beautiful, but, in a way, render an incredibly peaceful and serene scene.  After the sun sets, bathing the crystal giants in a golden glow, and most of the tourists have left, is when the real spectacle begins. The entire area becomes an even deeper blue with the ice emanating a kind of soft florescence. Truly one of the most magnificent landscapes I have visited.

 
Dan Tarradellas