Patreksfjörður (population 651) is a lovely, little town in the west of the Westfjords. It is named after St. Patrick, who was the patron saint of Örlygur Hrappson, who settled the area. I don’t think it’s much of a tourist attraction. My mom and I stopped in on our way to see puffins at Látrabjarg. We picked up hitchhikers on the way who were headed to a film festival in Patreksfjörður, so we made a slight detour to drop them off and ended up staying for lunch at an adorable cafe overlooking the water and taking a stroll around. The sun was out and warm (for Iceland, so probably 12 or 13 Celsius), and I love these non-descript little Icelandic towns with their colorful houses and accidental beauty.
Down closer to Reykjavik and on the drive up to the Westfjords, most farmhouses had red roofs (or at least those with note-worthy roofs did), but as we got further north, we started seeing lots of light blue farm buildings and roofs. It seems be a lovely little regional variation.
[35mm taken with my Canon EOS Rebel 2000. Click here for more pictures from my June Ring Road trip around Iceland]