In Iceland you often feel alone. In the West Fjords it feels like on a remote planet. Risky roads wind through the uninhabited fjords and a comfortable feeling of loneliness is growing up in myself.
In the bay of an abandoned fjord suddenly this old antique piece of jewelry appears. "Iceland's oldest iron ship of 1912" is written on a chalkboard. The Dusk occurs at the right time and flares up my photographer's heart.
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