I arrived in Keflavik at midnight, got the keys to my rental car and took off to a guesthouse I had booked for the night. I woke up around 7am to get ready and head into Reykjavik. When I got to Reykjavik I bought groceries for trip (mostly junk like beef jerky and chips) and explored the city. It's quite a lovely place, with lots of shops and tourists. But I did not come to Iceland for the city. I left at 8pm to drive up to Kirkjufell in the Snaefellsnes Pennisula, which took about 2.5 hours. I was in awe of the natural beauty of the country as I drove north of the city. I found it difficult to concentrate on driving when there was so much to see. The mountains are what drew me in more than anything. Growing up in Toronto, I had never laid eyes upon anything more than a slight hill (except for when I travelled away of course). When I arrived at Kirkjufell, I parked my car and began scouting for a good location to shoot. Despite my innocent intentions to find a pleasing angle, I must have entered the territory of an Arctic Turn's nest. So the mother attacked, swooning down to give me a nice little thump on the head. I had to run away from her as she kept trying to attack me and I tripped, pretty much falling on my face. Funny in hindsight, but I was actually pretty scared in the moment. After my near-death experience, I found a safe bird-free spot and took the photo above at sunset with a 2 and 4 stop ND filter combined in order to get the blur in the water. It was very cold and windy, but the fresh air felt so satisfying to breathe in. I slept in my car overnight. Note to self: if you're planning to sleep in a rental car, don't rent a mini.