Like the thought. I often look at the Icelandic landscape and imagine what it was like before anybody came here. Of course, it looks mostly the same (except for some new volcanoes), but nobody had seen it. And imagine all of the spectacular eruptions, not disturbing any flights, the flowing waterfalls with nobody to see them and the boiling hot springs with nobody bathing. Actually imagine right now, a boiling hot spring all alone up in the Icelandic highlands, patiently steaming, summer and winter, night and day while it waits for you to come have a bath.
Photograph by Orsolya and Erlend Haarberg
When Hverfjall erupted 2,500 years ago, no one saw it—no one lived in Iceland. On a March evening photographer Orsolya Haarberg watched alone as a north wind scoured Mývatn lake’s thin ice, sweeping snow into a drift that looked like a path to the crater.