In Frankfurt you can just as easily find the traditional German village square, as the Manhattan-ish skyscraper cityscape across the river.
The north-eastern most part of Iceland is an isolated peninsula called Melrakkasletta. It doesn’t have mountains or fjords, but it has a lonely Heath full of moss and sheep and not much else. It seems as if more farms there are abandoned than inhabited, and riding there felt like we had risen into the clouds.
If you’d like to ride here next year, check out Halldór’s tours with Ishestar.