Far away from the hustle and bustle of Iceland’s capital, and with the nearest food store and gas station (let alone an occupied town!) a mere 45 miles away, Djúpavík is the gem of the Árneshreppur peninsula and, in my opinion, the entire North.
Originally a herring salting factory and living quarters that were occupied seasonally by Icelanders since the 1910s, Djúpavík’s legacy is a rollercoaster, ultimately coming to a close in the 1950s. In the 1930s, the factory was rebuilt and industry boomed, but it was not sustainable. Soon the fjord was without herring, and workers without work. The factory closed its doors.
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