It was impossible not to speak about Iceland on my site. Indeed, it is a first visit in July, 1989 that made me discover the pleasure of the ornithology. This country offers landscapes and contact with nature particularly memorable.
My first trip was a relatively classic tour: Reykjavik, South of theVatnjökull (Höfn), North of the Vatnjökull (Askja), Myvatn and Dettifoss), Akureyri and return by Kjölur (Hveravellir), Gullfoss and Geysir. Landmannalaugar was normally foreseen but the snow was always too thick. For the beauty of the landscapes, of the sunlights, for the contact with birds, I returned to Iceland in 1990. I had meanwhile equipped myself with a 300mm telephoto lens. This second trip allowed me to discover the West part the country ( Snaefellsnes) and some islands (Flatey in the West, Grimsey in the North, Heimaey in the South).
The virus of the ornithology was inoculated to me by this country and by these birds. I had no twin but already a camera. The meeting with the Arctic Terns, with the European Golden-Plover at few merters, with a furtive and magnificent Harlequin Duck, with Purple Sandpiper which felt asleep unless 4 meters of me are probably responsible of that. "The virus" slept in me a long period until day, a couple of friends met in an another trip awake it in 1994...