This intimate November elopement began on the dramatic black sands of Reynisfjara, bathed in a rare golden glow that made the entire beach shimmer. Despite the season, the wind held back, and the ocean softened. At the far end of the beach, away from the usual crowd, they stood alone — just the two of them — exchanging vows as the waves crashed gently in the distance. It was still, powerful, and deeply personal.

Later, we traveled to Sólheimajökull glacier, where the late autumn light turned the ice into a palette of pale blues and silvers. The contrast between the warm, glowing beach and the crisp, textured glacier made the experience feel like two different worlds in a single afternoon.

This elopement was a reminder that Iceland’s off-season holds its own kind of magic — quiet, raw, and beautifully untamed.