Iceland Summer

"In this highly entertaining travel diary of sorts, Caswell provides both history and humor, accompanied by vivid illustrations from Julia Oldham... Readers will find it a rewarding journey." — Booklist

“Caswell seamlessly weaves the sublime with the ribald. Iceland Summer is fun and gorgeous and wise.” — Derek Sheffield, coeditor of Cascadia Field Guide: Art, Ecology, Poetry

“Fact melds artfully with the fantastical and humor warms cold history in this North Sea journey that is alternately slog, stroll, saunter, and fascinating human encounter through occasionally impossible to pronounce, faraway beautiful places that most of us will never see but can envision herein . . . Look and linger. Iceland moves way up on the bucket list after Iceland Summer.” — J. Drew Lanham, author of The Home Place: Memoirs of a Colored Man’s Love Affair with Nature

“Wayfarer, writer, philosopher, friend. In this magical travelogue, Kurt Caswell embodies all of these archetypes as he guides readers through two journeys at once. In the outward journey we roam Iceland: rock, waters, mythology, sunlight, vodka, complex secrets that only the most intrepid and sensitive of travelers can gather. The inward journey is not bound by geography: senses, wonder, mingling of heart and land and pen, love for one another and the wild earth.” —Lyanda Lynn Haupt, author of Rooted: Life at the Crossroads of Science, Nature, and Spirit

“By turns humorous and profound, Iceland Summer walks beyond the tourist gloss to bring us an island full of the magnificent and unexpected. Caswell’s encounters delight—and show us why we journey and what we learn when we do.” — Bathsheba Demuth, author of Floating Coast: An Environmental History of the Bering Strait

“What a pleasure being with these two knuckleheads on this glorious romp.” — Craig Childs, author of The Secret Knowledge of Water: Discovering the Essence of the American Desert

“I disavow everything Caswell reports about me—except for the parts that are absolutely true, which is everything. Caswell has so masterfully chronicled our travels along Iceland’s Ring Road that I hope my mother doesn’t read it due to my inglorious use of profanity.” — Scott Dewing, the other guy in this book