Every road in Iceland leads to Nature. In winter, caked in ice without guardrails, the roads can be difficult. Add 70mph winds and blinding snow, and the roads can turn lethal. But they are nearly always stunningly beautiful, and the trick is to take them as they allow you to do so. Patience is key to feeling the pulse and tide of the land; I have driven in Iceland in a rush, chasing photographs, and missed everything the country has to offer. Slow, beautiful, patient, the road is its own trip.