Reykjavík Grapevine - 06.05.2016, Blaðsíða 58

Reykjavík Grapevine - 06.05.2016, Blaðsíða 58
Skimming briskly along Ísaf- jarðardjúp, the large bay that cuts between the Westfjords’ north- ernmost and middle tines, I lose phone service and geographic reference at about the same time. Snowy mountains jut into the deep from every direction, giving me the sense that I'm entirely encir- cled in an inland lake. A salty splash hits my face as I peer overboard, confirming that we are, indeed, at sea. We're headed from Ísafjörður to Hornstrandir, the remote north- ernmost peninsula of Iceland. A handful of fishing outposts once dotted the area, but the rough weather and living conditions pro- pelled a gradual exodus, and by the beginning of the 1950s, the entire peninsula was abandoned. Nearing Hornstrandir's south- ern coast, I watch a gray blur as- sume the shape of a house against expanses of virgin snow: this is Kvíar, one of Hornstrandir's abandoned estates. Over the last few years, Ísafjörður-based travel company Borea Adventures has renovated it into a lodge, offering outings for intrepid travelers who can do without wi-fi or hot wa- ter. Today, we're just stopping in for lunch. High snow banks hang over the shoreline, obscuring any semblance of a beach. In a small, inflatable boat, we head towards the meagre collection of rocks that comprise something like a landing jetty. A dark canine form materializes against the white wastes onshore, disappearing just as quickly. Untrodden snow "Don't tread on untrodden snow," I'm instructed, and it sounds like a mistranslated, irrelevant Taoist aphorism, but the coda connects this directive to the vulpine ap- parition: "Foxes prefer untouched snow." Ascending the steep snow bank, we're greeted by Ester Rut Unnsteinsdóttir, head of re- search at The Arctic Fox Center in Súðavík. Three foxes have been prowling around Kvíar, she tells me: one male and two females. It's almost mating season and the fox- es are a monogamous lot. Some- one's getting the short shrift. The house is at once ambitious and utilitarian. Made entirely of concrete, it stands three stories tall. The interior is sparse, deco- rated here and there with a pelt, Tibetan prayer flags, and little else. In the dining room, an Aus- tralian photographer warms him- self by the wood stove. He's been here for a few days, waiting for the perfect picture of foxes in a snow flurry. "If I'd known you were com- ing," he says, pointing to an empty Johnnie Walker bottle, "I'd have asked you to bring whiskey." Over a DIY lunch of flatkökur and cold cuts, Borea's head guide Rúnar Karlsson outlines the his- tory of the house. In 1921, the land- owner hauled foundation stones to the site on horseback and, with little foresight, began building. Not 30 years later, in 1948, the es- tate was completely abandoned. The blue fox Rumors of a sauna float around the dining room table, and before I know it, I'm sweating in the dry, piney chamber behind the house, peering through a small win- dow at the wilds beyond. Emerg- ing shirtless and barefoot in the snow, I close my eyes and feel my warmth exchange with the air's crispness. When I open my eyes, I see a small white fox not two met res away. Mutually curious, we inves- tigate each other. For a split sec- ond I fantasize about having her as a house pet, but I determine that that’s probably highly illegal. She disappears when I draw close, but rejoins us minutes later on the shore as we prepare to depart. High on the snow bank she poses, looking over her shoulder as we speed away towards Ísafjörður. The sun shines all the way, cast- ing miniature rainbows in our frothy wake, as if the day needed any more magic. SHARE: gpv.is/lupine Vulpine Afternoon A day trip to Iceland’s unpeopled fox haven Words & Photos ELI PETZOLD 58 The Reykjavík GrapevineIssue 5 — 2016TRAVEL How to get there: It's complicated. Boats & planes. Distance from Rvk: 300+ km. Book online and get 5% discount at: www.sternatravel.com - The SecreT Lagoon TranSfer - The BeauTifuL SouTh coaST - The VoLcanic PeninSuLa-reykjaneS - goLden circLe & The SecreT Lagoon - feeL The freedom and exPerience The BeauTifuL iceLandic wonderS
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