Cruise Port: Isafjordur

Up in the north west of Iceland lies the small village of Isafjordur. It is a pretty town of just 2,600 inhabitants and its economy is centred around fishing.

Isafjordur is not a common cruise port. Our ship (the ms Koningsdam) was too big to dock and so anchored in the harbour and tendered passengers to shore. Because so few ships visit, the township is obviously not geared for tourists. However, they certainly tried to make us welcome. An information centre was very helpful, and cafes along the street offer free wi-fi making them fill quickly with travellers eager to catch news from home.

One would guess that while the menfolk of Isafjordur are fishing, the women of the town are making handcrafts and knitting. The array of exquisite hand made items for sale from several stores was quite extensive.

On the day we arrived the ship had navigated its way to the harbour though a thick fog, sounding its fog horn every few minutes. The village and shore wasn’t even visible from our stateroom verandah, so we were tempted to not even go ashore.

Happily, we did go ashore. By the time we had familiarised ourselves with the town and visited some shops the fog began to lift creating some eerie photo opportunities. As the sun burnt its way through the village came to life with picturesque houses and buildings and reflections in the harbour.

Our cruise ship was the last to emerge from the fog and made quite a sight against the backdrop of the mountains with the last of the winter snow.

Whereas our tender to shore was a mystery journey into the fog, the return journey was a scenic delight with views across the fjord and back to the town. The sky remained clear and the sun brilliant as we sailed away from Isafjordur admiring more of Iceland’s rugged and dramatic landscape.