inkavik

A slow journey to the rhythm of water and light, an encounter with a territory and its inhabitants.

Iceland, a notebook, a slow and drawn adventure

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📅 09/07/2025 – Home Sweet Home

📍 ///home.sweet.home We empty Jimny. We remove the boxes, we tidy, we sort. The papers, the souvenirs, the objects that have accumulated week after week. We finally find that damn thing we've been looking for everywhere, and we finally mourn this...

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🧭 D–12 — Papier, mer et silence

🧭 D–12 — Paper, sea and silence

The maps have arrived. Iceland on one side, the Hornstrandir Nature Reserve on the other. And a compass—simple, precise, reassuring. The kind of object that weighs little but says a lot. 📍 From August 11th to 18th, we'll be in the reserve, without a car, without a cell phone,...

Objectif atteint sur Ulule !

Goal reached on Ulule!

That's it... the Ulule goal has been reached! 💥 Thanks to you, the Inkavik travel journal will see the light of day—and that's crazy. A huge thank you to everyone who supported, shared, pre-ordered, sent a kind word, or simply believed in this somewhat...

Ravitailler l’aventure

Fuelling the adventure

Yesterday, a big expedition... to the supermarket. Objective: gather a month's worth of provisions to live on, cook, and get by without a fridge or market, while remaining a little happy. Obviously: nothing fresh, but everything to survive (and a little more). On the menu (in no particular order, without...

Froid, fiabilité et autres leçons de montagne

Cold, reliability and other mountain lessons

A half-hearted night in the roof tent. Despite the heatwave that suffocates the plains at 1300 meters altitude, a sleeping bag remains indispensable. I hadn't taken it. Result: a nasty cold, and a useful reminder of the simple laws of cold air and nights...

Première nuit en hauteur

First night on high ground

First test night in the roof tent, at last. And the verdict: it holds. It creaks and squeaks, a little as if the Jimny itself were getting used to this new cap... but once you're settled in, you're comfortable. The space is good, the air flows well, and so is the view. We...

La route est à nouveau solide

The road is solid again

Good news: the car is fixed! The infamous roof bar, which had failed us without warning, has found a solid, clean, quick solution - and it feels great to be able to drive off with confidence. But that's not all. 🎯 On the sound advice of Street &...

En équilibre

In balance

Tomorrow's verdict. The famous broken roof bar may finally find redemption. The solution looks good, the parts are there, ingenuity is in the air... but with mechanics (and Iceland in your sights), you never swear by anything. If all goes well...

En attendant la route

Waiting for the road

A little news from the Icelandic front (or rather: some preparation before setting off). 📍 The roof rack isn't fixed yet, but we're making progress. Several serious leads, some good contacts, we should have a clear picture tomorrow or Friday. The idea is...

 La genèse d’Inkavik

 The Genesis of Inkavik

The idea for Inkavik goes back a long way. During my first trip to Iceland in 2008, a friend and I spotted this strange and fascinating region: Hornstrandir. An isolated peninsula, with no roads or permanent dwellings, at the end of the Icelandic world. We dreamed of living there...

Premières surprises

First surprises

The plan was simple:🚙 Drive to a quiet spot near Clermont-Ferrand,🌲 find a safe place to test the tent,🛠️ set up, adjust, sleep under the stars. And honestly... it started well. Perfect setup, a little time to get the tent positioned correctly...

Premiers déploiements

First deployments

It might be a small detail to you… but for us, it makes all the difference. Today, we put up the roof tent for the very first time on the Jimny. A slightly awkward opening at first, a moment of hesitation to understand the mechanism… then it clicked...