Iceland is covered in waterfalls. It’s hard to look in any direction without seeing a white ribbon of water dropping down a cliff face or a stream tumbling off a series of rocks behind an abandoned farmhouse. Waterfalls are everywhere, and each of them is beautiful in its own way.
In addition to the waterfalls in Iceland, though, I’ve visited waterfalls in several other countries including many places in the Unites States. I love visiting waterfalls because every single one is so different. Some have massive amounts of water, others fall in unusual ways and still others are impressively high. One of my favorite things about visiting waterfalls is watching the water fall and knowing that no one else will ever have the same moment I just had because a single drop of water will never follow that exact same path again. It’s one of those things that reminds me of how fluid Mother Nature really is.
Of all the waterfalls I’ve encountered around the world, though, I believe Dynjandi is the most beautiful of them all. Dynjandi is located in the West Fjords in Iceland, which is well off the popular Ring Road and away from the normal tourist stops. We needed a rental car to reach it, and as we wound our way down the twisting roads that trace the cliff-edged fjords, I had no words to describe the sight that came into view.
Dynjandi is actually a series of several waterfalls, perhaps a dozen or more, that tumble one right into the other until they reach a small stream that eventually flows into the sea. All of the falls are very accessible, and we took our time climbing from one to the other until we reached the most spectacular water show of them all. The top waterfall at Dynjandi is neither particularly high or particularly voluminous, but it is spectacular, cascading over a series of rocks so that it looks like a large, lacy bridal veil that continues to grow until it reaches the pool below. It was truly awe-inspiring.
Visiting Dynjandi is completely free, but there is a collection box for those who would like to help fund the upkeep of the facilities at the site. The box had overflowed with money, and a small pile of change sat open and available to anyone who might be inclined to pocket it, but in the spirit of Iceland, people continued to drop kroner on the counter even as we stood there taking in our last glimpses of Dynjandi before continuing on our way.
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