Iceland – The Land of Fire & Ice, and Big Browns

Part II – Fishing Northern Iceland Near Húsavík

In July of 2025 I was blessed to be able to take my first fly fishing trip to Iceland. This article is the second in a four part series recounting my experience there, including what went well and what I will do differently when I return. Part One explained the planning and logistics of the trip, this article will cover my fly fishing on the northern coast near Akureyri and Húsavík, Part Three will be about my day of fishing in the Highlands region, and part four will describe the other non-fishing highlights of the trip.

The booking and guiding partner I used while fishing near Húsavík was Iceland Fishing Guide. My access to fish three different rivers was secured through them as well as my lodging. They also provided a guide for me on the specific days that I requested them. Fishing was either for resident brown trout, Arctic char, or Atlantic salmon depending on the specific river I was on. Fishing days were twelve hours long and broken into two sessions. The morning sessions ran from 7:00 AM to 1:00 PM. Then, after the morning sessions there was a mandatory break – a good time to eat lunch and relax. The evening sessions would begin at 4:00 PM and continue until 10:00 PM. The idea behind the mandatory mid-day break is to give the fish a reprieve from the fishing pressure. I fished in the Húsavík region for 5 straight days. Weather was good the entire week, typically cooler in the morning and then warm and sunny in the afternoons. Of course in Iceland there are never any guarantees regarding the weather. In July it can either be warm and sunny, or it can be windy, rainy and cold. Average highs that time of year are in the 50s, and average lows in the 40s. In Iceland it never gets completely dark at night during this time of year.

Before fishing on the first day, my guide drove us to one of the Iceland Fishing Guide lodges and we had my boots, waders, rods, and reels disinfected. This is a requirement in Iceland in order to help protect the pristine Icelandic rivers from any potential risk of infection from bacteria or diseases brought by anglers from foreign countries. It was a simple process that didn’t take long. After my gear was disinfected I was ready to fish!

I began my Iceland fly fishing trip on the River Laxá, which is known for it’s large resident brown trout. I met my guide there at 1:00, and we set-off to fish the evening session together.

Laxá in Aðaldal

River Description: River Laxá is the largest river in the area and is known for its large brown trout. It is also a very wide river, which makes it wadable in many sections despite the volume of water flowing by. Anglers need to be cautious while wading, however, because the current can be deceptively strong in places and there are also sections that are too deep to wade. It’s a powerful river due to the sheer volume of water passing by with very strong currents. There are not a lot of boulders – this is not pocket water. There is an abundance of food in River Laxá and the fish exhibit incredible strength. The fish are fun to catch! Atlantic salmon are also present in River Laxá.

Fish Species: Brown trout, Atlantic salmon

Method of Fishing: River Laxá is a walk-and-wade fishery. In the early part of the season it is most effective to fish with nymphs and streamers. During the summer months fish start to look up and are more willing to take emergers and dries. When fishing streamers, sinking line may be used in the deeper water, but floating line is the norm and is really all that is needed. According to Iceland Fishing Guide, the average size of the brown trout range from 2 to 3 lbs., with some remarkable specimens weighing up to 8 lbs. caught annually. I used my 9′ 6-wt. rod so that I could cast into the wind and fight the larger fish. I used 2X and 3X tippet when fishing streamers. When I was fishing dries I went a little finer and used 4X. Everything I’ve been told by guides and have learned through reading is that Icelandic fish are not leader-shy. So I always used strong tippet.

My Experience Fishing: My first three sessions fishing in Iceland were on the River Laxá, with each session getting progressively better. I was so excited the first time out on the water because I knew it held trophy browns. There was a very real chance of catching a “fish of a lifetime”. I arranged to have a guide for my first session, because having never fished Iceland before, I didn’t know if there were nuances to the river or if there were any specific flies that I needed to use. We started in a very wide and deep section that was known to hold large fish. I started fishing with dries, but wasn’t able to attract anything to the surface. My guide then had me switch to a streamer to fish the strong currents in that part of the river. I still wasn’t able to draw a strike.

The wind was fierce, and there was a tremendous amount of vegetation drifting in the water. After each cast and retrieve, I would have to spend time cleaning-off my fly and tippet. I was having fun, but was starting to get a little discouraged because there was so much vegetation being carried along by the river. My guide taught me a trick to help keep the vegetation and weeds off my fly. We connected several sections of tippet with blood knots, but when we clipped the tag ends we left about half an inch sticking out. Then, when weeds would hit my leader and begin to slide down towards the fly, the weeds would catch on the knot tag ends and go no further. That was the theory, and it helped a little. A neat trick that I’m glad to know, but I still felt like I was constantly cleaning off my fly.

We tried several different streamer patterns and were not having any luck. My guide gave me a salmon tube fly to try. A salmon had been caught in that area of the river a few days ago, and he said trout will also take that type of a fly. So I cast the fly out as far as I could towards the opposite bank and started to strip it in, letting it swing through the current. I had a solid take – a big fish. I worked it in towards me, but before we could get a good look at the fish it took off on a run that went all the way into my backing. The line was zinging out of my reel as the fish made its powerful run. Then it was gone. Just like that. When I reeled-in the line the fly was gone and we could see that the tippet had been cut. My best guess is the fish went around a sharp rock which cut the line. I probably had also accumulated about a pound of weeds on the line as well. So there was a lot of weight I was trying to reel in. My guide and I both wondered if it was an Atlantic salmon or a brown. He thought it was a salmon by the way it fought, but unfortunately we’ll never know.

We only had an hour left of fishing that first day and I still hadn’t caught a fish. My guide took me to a very small tributary of the Laxá and I caught a lot of small browns. So I did catch fish that first day, but nothing big. It was a lot of work fighting wind and weeds, but it was still a great day. After fishing the tributary my guide drove me to where I’d be fishing the Geitafellsá River a few days later. That day was going to be unguided, and I didn’t have any idea how to get there or where to fish. It was extremely helpful to have my guide take me there, showing me where to go.

The following morning I was assigned to a beat on the Laxá a little bit downstream from where I had been the first evening. This was a scheduled DIY day of fishing which meant that it was completely unguided. The river on this beat was wider and flatter than it was on my first session, making it much easier to wade. Fish were rising sporadically which had me pretty excited. After all, the reason I chose to take my trip in July was to be able to fish with dries. I fished for an hour-plus without any luck. Fish just weren’t feeding consistently enough on top. I couldn’t draw a strike, and was really beginning to get discouraged. I put on a hopper dropper rig with an Amy’s Ant up top and a pheasant tail beneath it. A nice brown took the pheasant tail almost right away. I’d finally caught a fish on the Laxá! The pressure that had been building from not having caught a fish yet out of the Laxá was gone. Then, a few casts later, another nice brown rolled on the surface, inhaling my Amy’s Ant! Things were just starting to get fun. After releasing that fish I continued working my way up the beat. That’s when a noticeably bigger brown fell for the Amy’s Ant. I fought it for a long time, but once again a lot of weeds accumulated on both the fly and the fish. Like the night before, all of a sudden the fish was off. This time the line didn’t break, the fly just came out. Devastating! It was a trophy brown, I’d guess around 25″. I worked the rest of the morning session without another look at my fly, a bitter taste left in my mouth from the lost fish.

I wasn’t very optimistic when I began fishing the River Laxá for my final session that evening. I’d fished many hours on it with only a few fish caught. They were nice fish, strong 17″-19″ browns, but only a few of them. Those first two sessions had also been a lot of work because of the constant cleaning-off of weeds and vegetation from my fly. Even dry flies that I fished on the surface would pick-up weeds. My third and final session on the Laxá began with little action, just like my previous two sessions. Nor were there any fish rising anywhere. Then I decided to tie on a Slick Willy, a very flashy streamer designed by Kelly Galloup. No sooner had it hit the surface than a nice brown attacked it and I had a fish on. That was the beginning of a very fun night, because the fly consistently drew strikes the rest of the evening. I didn’t always hook the fish because sometimes they just bumped it, but finally there was a lot of action. Unfortunately I didn’t catch that “fish of a lifetime” on the River Laxá, but I felt like I was finally fishing effectively and having a lot of fun. As I wrote earlier, each session got progressively better. That trend would continue the following three days on the Geitafellsá and Reykjadalsá Rivers.

Takeaways: Laxá in Aðaldal is an amazing fishery, there’s no doubt about that. I don’t think I’d go back in late July to fish it because of the amount of weeds carried along in the current. I’m patient, but at times it felt like I was spending more time cleaning-off the fly than actually fishing. I intend to ask Iceland Fishing Guide if the river is always like that, or if it can be avoided by going earlier in the season. I would without question return in May or June if the weeds weren’t present. It would be a lot of fun fishing for those large browns with streamers.

Looking back on the experience, I wish I’d discovered the effectiveness of the Slick Willy fly earlier. I would love to have been able to swing it through the waters I fished the first night because I think I would have stood a pretty good chance of catching one of the really big browns that were up in that section. The lower section, where I fished the second day, was wider and shallower. That beat would be an amazing stretch if the fish were looking up and consistently feeding on the surface. That’s actually what I was expecting, but it didn’t materialize. I’d like to find out from Iceland Fishing Guide if there ever is a significant hatch on the Laxá. It’s shallow enough that you can attract the browns to the surface, but it would be fun if they were actually feeding on the surface consistently and it became a matter of matching the hatch.

I was disappointed not to catch a huge, huge brown. Perhaps having a guide an additional session would have been wise. I only had my guide for the first evening, when I was really just getting settled-in. As I wrote earlier, each day on my trip got progressively better. Perhaps I should have saved fishing the Laxá for the end when I had a better feel for the fishing in that valley. I feel like my best chance at catching a trophy brown came and went quickly that first night before I had really begun figuring things out. I want to go back!

Interestingly, I didn’t feel as remote as I thought I would while fishing the Laxá. There is cell coverage most everywhere so anglers are not forced to “disconnect”. This valley is largely active pastureland that is being operated by local landowners. I didn’t mind this and it was certainly beautiful. All of Iceland feels so much less populated than the United States. It’s a wonderful experience fishing there, but it is not a remote wilderness experience. For example, a fly-in Alaska trip would feel significantly more remote. That said, the beat system ensures that the rivers in the valley will not be crowded. Anglers can expect to have their sections of water all to themselves.

My last comment for fishing Iceland in general, something I learned the first night on the Laxá tributary, is to bring a mosquito head-net. You won’t always need it. In fact, you might only need it on a couple occasions. However there will likely be a few instances when there will be an incredible number of little black gnats swarming around your head and the net will save the day. That first night I had gnats swarming around me everywhere. I did my best to fight through it and tough-it out, but it was a distraction to say the least. The same thing happened later on the trip and I decided to put the net on and it was an incredible feeling to have them kept off me. I’m telling you, it is worth it. These gnats don’t bite, thankfully, but they can be very distracting.

Geitafellsá

River Description: Geitafellsá is the smallest of the rivers I fished during my trip to Iceland. Lake Kringluvatn is where it originates, gently flowing down a long valley until it reaches Lake Langavatn. After passing an old farmhouse, it begins to oxbow, creating one deep bend-pool after another. The oxbows are connected by enticing riffles and runs. Geitafellsá is small water, but is just the kind I like to fish! According to Iceland Fishing Guide, in the summer the estuary of Lake Langavatn will be full of hundreds of Char that are drawn to the cold water entering from Geitafellsá. Good sized brown trout are present in Geitafellsá throughout the summer, with Arctic char migrating into the river in late summer to spawn.

Fish Species: Brown trout, Arctic char

Method of Fishing: Geitafellsá is obviously a walk and wade fishery due to its small size. The river is perfect for dry fly fishing and nymph fishing. A floating line is all you will need. I used my 9′ 5-wt. rod which was a little heavy for that sized river, but I wanted it’s strength in the evet I hooked into a large fish. I used 4X tippet, strong enough to handle a large fish but not too thick to scare them away. As I wrote earlier, Icelandic fish are not leader-shy.

My Experience Fishing: I parked where Geitafellsá flowed under the road, where my guide recommended I park. The water in that spot was shallow and did not look as enticing as the oxbows which were about a mile downstream. I decided to head straight for the oxbows, which turned out to be a little more strenuous of a walk than I was expecting. Walking through Icelandic pastureland is not as easy as it looks because of the thick clusters of tufted grasses, called tussocks. Once I arrived at the oxbows it was clear that the effort was worth it. The depth of the pools were sure to hold better fish than the shallow riffle water I had walked past.

As I began to scout-out and observe the first nice bend-pool, I almost immediately saw a rise at the tail end of it. Now I was really excited. I circled beneath the pool and tied on an Amy’s Ant with a Pheasant Tail dropper. This is the combination of flies that had caught fish for me on the River Laxá. I began catching fish almost right away, almost exclusively on the the Pheasant Tail. They were all beautifully colored Arctic char, which I’d never caught before. It was a morning I’ll never forget. They weren’t big, only about 12″-14″ but they were extremely strong. Later, my guide told me that Arctic char are the strongest fighting of all salmonoids. I’m not sure if this is really true or not, but I can tell you they fought harder for their size than most trout I’ve caught that were of the same size.

I began working my way downstream, working closer and closer towards Lake Langavatn. It was good water, but I didn’t have the same success that I’d had in that very first pool. I noticed a nice looking section of riffle water between a couple oxbows and decided to give it a try. On my first cast, as I began mending my line, I saw the Amy’s Ant dart underwater, indicating that something had taken the Pheasant Tail. I immediately set the hook. The fish began pulling line out of my reel as it took-off upstream, making the classic “zing” sound we all love. When I finally brought it to net I was surprised to see that it wasn’t another Arctic char, but rather a powerful 18″ brown trout. It was the only brown I caught that morning. At that point, I didn’t have much time left in the morning session so I began to work my way back to the car. I stopped at the first pool where I’d caught the Arctic char, and caught a couple more. It was a wonderful morning. Not only had I caught my first ever Arctic char, but I got that nice brown trout as well. Even though I still had an evening session to go, my day was already a success.

Takeaways: The Geitafellsá was an absolute joy to fish. As I wrote, it’s smaller water, which I very much enjoy. I’m also much more comfortable and used to fishing water that size. The big-fish potential probably isn’t the same here as with other rivers in the area, although nice fish are certainly possible. After catching the 18″ brown, I can’t help but wonder if there were even larger browns sitting at the bottom of some of the deep, deep, bend-pools in the oxbow section. Therefore, my big takeaway is that if I go back, as much as I enjoyed catching the smaller Arctic char and fishing with dries, I would at least spend part of the time targeting big browns by fishing streamers deep in those pools.

I truly enjoyed the Geitafellsá, but it may not be for everyone. I love fishing small, meandering, meadow streams which is exactly what this river is. I don’t think this is the best option for those who like bigger water with bigger fish, offering opportunities to catch sea-run browns and Atlantic salmon. For those anglers, fishing a river the size of Geitafellsá may not be the reason they came to Iceland. I think it’s a nice break from the larger water, and something nice to insert into the middle of a trip for a change of pace. I think one session is enough though, and I would not have wanted to fish it again on this specific trip. That said, when I do return to the valley someday, I will definitely try to return to the Geitafellsá.

Reykjadalsá River

River Description: Reykjadalsá River, a medium sized river, is a tributary of the Laxá in Aðaldal and boasts amazing diversity. It is best known for its abundant brown trout and its increasing runs of Atlantic salmon. It flows through Lake Vestmannsvatn which is also an Arctic char fishery. These Arctic char will move up into the river in late July and August adding to the river’s diversity. Wading in Reykjadalsá rarely surpasses knee-deep, with grassy banks adorned with lush vegetation. It’s a beautiful river that changes character as you move upstream. In its upper reaches it is a fast flowing stream with miles of pocket water in a beautiful canyon. In its lower reaches it’s a slower-moving river and fishing can become a little more difficult, with more delicate presentations being required. Both sections offer excellent dry fly fishing and nymph fishing. Reykjadalsá River is a great river for anglers of all skill levels. It has an endless number of pools that are perfect for sight fishing to salmon once they’ve begun moving upstream beginning in late July.

Fish Species: Brown trout, Arctic char, Atlantic salmon

Method of Fishing: The Reykjadalsá River, like the other rivers in the area, is a walk and wade fishery. The method of fishing and the equipment needed varies depending on the species of fish being targeted. A 9′ 5-wt. rod with floating line and 4X tippet is all you will need when going after the brown trout. In some of the slower water in its lower reaches 5X tippet may be necessary. For the Atlantic salmon heavier equipment is required. I used a 7-wt. rod loaded with 15 lb. tippet when fishing for the salmon.

In April the fishing for brown trout is primarily done with nymphs. In May the streamer fishing picks-up, resulting in aggressive takes and quick runs. June marks the start of the dry fly season for the resident browns.

Atlantic salmon and Arctic char begin moving into the river in late July. Fishing for salmon is much different than fishing for trout. First of all, salmon flies are used instead of trout flies. Anglers can sight-fish for the salmon in the crystal clear pools of the Reykjadalsá. Flies are swung through deep pools and the long deep runs in the lower section. What my guide taught me was that when the salmon strike the fly, do not set the hook immediately! It has to do with how salmon take flies that are close to the surface. If anglers strike right away they will pull the fly out of the salmon’s mouth. Instead, I was taught to wait several seconds and then to lift my rod slowly and firmly. This is not easy for those of us who have fished for trout all our lives, because the natural reaction for any trout fisherman is to set the hook immediately when the pull of a fish is felt.

My Experience Fishing: I had four sessions on the Reykjadalsá. It began with an evening session on the lower river fishing for Atlantic salmon with a guide from Iceland Fishing Guide. I’d never fished for Atlantic salmon before so I needed a guide to teach me what to do. As I wrote earlier, when swinging a fly on or near the surface for salmon, when the salmon hits the fly you’re not supposed to set the hook right away. Instead, you’re supposed to wait a few seconds while the salmon begins its descent with the fly in its mouth. That first evening, we began by casting to the far bank and letting the salmon fly swing through the pools. I had two strikes at my fly that we think were salmon, though we’ll never know for sure because we never actually saw the fish. In both cases I felt a pull from the fish and I immediately pulled back, probably yanking the fly out of their mouths. It was the wrong thing to do, but that’s what I’ve done my whole life when fishing for trout. As we moved downstream we did finally spot a few salmon, but weren’t able to get casts to them before they moved upstream and disappeared. I swung my fly through each pool where we saw them, hoping another salmon might be there, but wasn’t able to draw a strike. It’s tough when you get a few takes right away, miss them, and then never get another chance the rest of the entire evening.

To make maters worse, at one point I accidently flipped my expensive prescription, polarized, sunglasses into the water. It took us about 20 minutes to retrieve them, during which time I had a large dose of cold Icelandic water pour into my waders as I reached down to pull them out. I was cold the rest of the night. Does that sound like a fun outing to you? Soaking wet, cold, and no fish? You know what, it still was. I was having a blast. I was in Iceland fishing for salmon. I had had a great morning where I caught a lot of fish, including beautiful Arctic char which I’d never caught before. I was having a great time. Fishing isn’t only about catching fish. Just pursuing them in a beautiful setting is often enough for me.

My second day on Reykjadalsá was a day I’ll never forget. It was one of the best days fishing I’ve ever had, pursuing its resident brown trout all day. The morning session was on the uppermost beat in what they call the canyon section. It wasn’t a canyon like what we in Colorado would consider a canyon, with sheer rock walls on both sides that are hundreds, if not thousands, of feet tall. They call it a canyon because it wasn’t pastureland anymore and the river was banked by hills on both sides. The water in this upper section was pocket water, which I love to fish. I had a slow start with no strikes and no fish rising. I was using a hopper dropper set up with an Amy’s Ant and a Pheasant Tail, which had become my go-to setup because of the success I’d had with it on the other rivers.

The fishing picked-up when I was about a half-mile into the canyon. I cast to a nice deep pool formed where the current was broken by a good-sized boulder. A beautiful brown come up to my fly, inspected it, refused it, then returned back to the depths of the pool. The game was on – I knew there was a fish looking up and that it was just a matter of time before I figured out what it would take. I thought perhaps the Amy’s Ant was too large of a fly, so I put on a small #16 caddis pattern. On the first cast the brown came up and took it. That was the start of a wonderful day. I spent the next few hours catching beautiful, strong, hard-fighting browns out of just about every enticing pocket and run. I fished right up to the 1:00 PM cutoff time, which marked the beginning of the mandatory mid-day break. It was the one time all trip that when the fishing session ended I didn’t want to leave. I had to honor it and simply turned and began the 2 mile walk back to my rental car. Thankfully I was back on the same river for the evening session, although on a different beat. My success there continued. I switched back to the hopper dropper rig and had fast action catching fish on both flies. The brown trout that day were all between 16″ and 19″, and were all healthy hard-fighting fish that made long runs. A wonderful day!

The next day I was down to my final morning on the Reykjadalsá, and my last day in the area. I had caught so many browns the day before that I decided to purposefully target Atlantic salmon. After a few hours into the morning I caught one of the most memorable fish of the entire trip. I was on a bank 10ft above the water and started swinging a salmon fly through a run that looked promising. It was a type of salmon fly that stays right near the surface. On the second swing through, sure enough a fish slashed at the fly. I fought all my instincts and didn’t immediately set the hook, as I’d been taught. I waited a couple seconds then firmly lifted my rod. FISH ON! A few violent splashes on the surface, and the fish raced downstream like it was shot out of a cannon, peeling line out of my reel. I had that nervous anxiety we all feel when playing a special fish we really don’t want to lose. I started chasing it downstream through a field, rod high so the line wouldn’t get caught in the streamside vegetation (I was still 10ft above the river). At one point, I even had to climb over a fence in the field in order to keep up with the fish still racing downstream.

Eventually the bank I was on lowered to river-level, and I walked out on a sand bar. I saw the fish in the gin-clear water. My first thought was it was a little small for a salmon, but I didn’t care. I just really wanted to catch one regardless of size. Then, my second thought was that the fish sure had a lot of spots on it – it looked much more like a brown trout. It was exciting. A thrill. But as the picture below shows, I didn’t catch my first ever Atlantic Salmon. Just a beautiful 20+ inch brown. That was the only fish I caught that morning because I was specifically targeting the salmon. Still, it was a great morning and the end to a very solid 5 days of fishing the valley.

Takeaways: What I liked most about the Reykjadalsá River is its variety. It has both slow, meandering, water passing through pastureland and it also has tumbling pocket water in its upper section. It offers the opportunity to catch resident brown trout, Atlantic salmon, and Arctic char – though I didn’t personally see any Arctic char. Of the three rivers that I fished in the valley, this was by far my most productive. I caught the most fish, and the biggest fish out of the Reykjadalsá. I’m sure Laxá in Aðaldal has larger resident browns, but I didn’t catch them. The water in Reykjadalsá had none of the weed problems that the Laxá had, making it much more enjoyable to fish. For those who like fishing pocket water with dries, and if catching 16″-19″ fish sounds fun, then I highly recommend getting on beat #4 of the Reykjadalsá. Walk upstream for about a half-mile, and you’ll have all the pocket water you could possibly want.

I really wish I’d caught an Atlantic salmon. That was one of my goals for the trip. In hindsight, I think I would have been better off having a guide for more than just the first session on this river. There were salmon present, and with a guide I might have caught one. I was there in late July, which was the very beginning of the salmon run. So although they were there, I’m not sure if they were there in great numbers. I was staying in the Reykjadalsá Lodge with a group of fisherman from Germany who were targeting the salmon. They were experts in fishing for salmon, having done so all over the world. It was a lot of fun hearing about the amazing destinations they’d been to and listening to all their stories. As expert as they were, only one person in their group caught a salmon, and that was on the last day. Just one. So even with a guide I still might not have caught one, but I do think I would have stood a better chance.

Final Thoughts

Wow! What a wonderful trip, and I can’t wait to go back! Iceland is spectacular. It’s a vast, open land, where you can see for miles and miles in any direction. I feel so blessed to have been able to do what I love so much, in such a vast and unique place. The people are friendly, my guides were friendly, and the fishing was amazing. Fishing in Iceland did make me realize how lucky I am to live in Colorado and to have the fishing we have in the western United States. Fishing in Colorado, Wyoming, Montana, etc. is also world class and this trip made me realize that. The drawback we have fishing in the States is that it is so hard to get away from crowds, and that most of our prominent rivers have been overfished. In Iceland, the rivers are neither overfished or overcrowded. I wish we still had that here in Colorado.

When I go back I’d like to go during a different season. I went in July because fishing with dry flies is my favorite way to fish, and that’s when I was told Iceland had its best dry fly fishing. I would consider what I did a success from that standpoint, although Iceland does not seem to have hatches of the same magnitude that we do here in the United States. What I didn’t succeed in was catching a trophy-sized fish, meaning either a brown or salmon 25″ or even larger. Although that’s certainly possible on a July fishing trip, I think the chances would be greater going later in the year when sea-run browns are present and the Atlantic salmon runs are in greater numbers. I’d like to go back in late August or September to try and target those species. At that time there would also be a chance of catching a glimpse of the northern lights.

I really liked the northern coast of Iceland. Having circled the whole country, I can say the northern coast was one of my favorite regions that we visited. The fishing is excellent there, and I will most definitely be returning. I want another shot at the Atlantic salmon and large browns that are there!

Please don’t hesitate to reach out to me if you’re considering taking a trip to Iceland to go fly fishing. My email address is bpflyfishing86@gmail.com. I’d be happy to answer any questions you have about the fishing portion of my trip. Also, please keep a lookout for two more future articles I’m planning on writing. The next one will talk in more detail about the fishing I did in the Highlands region. My last article will be on the second week I spent in Iceland with my wife, touring the country in a campervan. If you click the subscribe button below you will receive an automatic email letting you know when these articles are posted to the site. Also, please follow me on Instagram and/or Facebook by clicking those icons below.