As we were returning from the highlands, we crossed a vast area of mudflatsOnce again, I was reminded that everything in Iceland is intimately connected with water. I have to admit, I did have a sudden craving for chocolate.
There were an endless number of textures - as far as you could see.
It was almost impossible to decide where to start making images. I had to remind myself to slow down and think - to compose the frame and watch the light. The light moving in and out of the clouds was spectacular.
Watching you step (so as not to ruin the patterns) seemed very difficult.
In reality, there were miles of mudflats. Still, I didn't want to be the one to ruin the "perfect" image with my own footprint.
Reluctantly we had to leave each location at some point. I could have walked in the mud for days.