The end.
Pushing through arctic ice waters as the day comes to an end. Sometimes it freezes over completely out there ❄️ #greenland
Exposed through the clouds. With so many intense structures out in the mountains, the smaller elements can be lost in sight. As the clouds wrap around the landscape however, these smaller details are often highlighted for just a few seconds. It's incredible to watch these dynamic scenes unfold, with all of the unique little moments appearing and disappearing so rapidly.
The aftermath of last winter. Ice slowly melts to reveal the strange textures of a glacial valley ravaged by volcanic floods just seven years ago.
The echo of the mountains.
Memories of white out mornings. Stoked for the winter to arrive this year ❄️
At the base of the heaviest flow of water in Iceland, a stone sits amongst chaos. One could only imagine how long this rock has been getting slammed by the waterfall, only to be exposed every few seconds as the flow pattern shifts.
The stillness of the midnight blue hour.
After hours of driving on a rough highland track, this massive hole appeared out of nowhere. At the edge, the scale is truly immense. Here we stood looking down into the untouched black sand that rests on the floor. It often feels like you're exploring the moon out there in the highlands 🌑
Siggi, '66 LR. Every time I think back to this day cruising around Reykjanes in my buddy's old rover, I imagine what it must have been like to travel around Iceland in the older times. Until the completion of the ring road in 1974, a network of rough gravel tracks linked the towns and journeys were extremely treacherous at times. Folk pushed through the arctic conditions, crossing the highlands in these small bumpy 4x4's with very limited communication if danger arose. I have driven almost 70,000kms throughout Iceland in the last twelve months alone, battering my own modern Rover and keeping him alive with endless maintenance. At times I forget how easy it has become to travel, we can go almost anywhere with relative ease. Back then, things were so different.
Late summer trails with @icelandair. With the onset of heavy cloud cover comes a lack of visibility. Being very much the traditional weather around here, we pushed through the conditions and up to this peak with no visual of our surroundings. Every now and then the clouds would clear, revealing the entire mountain range beneath. Despite the intense wind and freezing temperatures up there, you really feel alive, though you must stay safe out there. #mystopover // #iceland
Into the darkness with @brokensundowns. Walking through the forest, we approached shoreline. Mist rose above the glacial waters, causing a curtain of infinite abyss to engulf the horizon beyond the lake. Washed up at the edge, this wooden staff sat in stillness. Surrounded by pure silence, I was struck with an immediate sense of connection to this piece of wood. It was as if we had stumbled upon the remnants of a dark world.
The raven soars above the ice wall.
Survival. Daily life for the sled dogs amidst the chaotic winter blizzards of the Arctic. Tough creatures to say the least. #greenland
Calm nights under cloudy skies. Way up on the hill, we sat outside the cabin with some warm coffee. Looking out over the fog, the view seemed endless as it faded into white. Those moments feel so calming, leaving us with memories we'll cherish forever.
A wall of ice. Even on the rainiest of days, venturing out to this area always reveals intense visuals. Since my early days in photography, getting out into the wild has fuelled my passion for shooting. These landscapes provide endless inspiration and such a unique atmosphere for imagery, and with this, being immersed in the Icelandic nature to create these photographs was what originally led me to share my journey here on instagram. As time goes on, things have grown beyond my wildest dreams and I'm eternally grateful to have each you following along on this platform. Thank you everyone and happy exploring 🤙🏼
Hidden in the shadows.
When the clouds cut through the highland mountains. This is one of the most isolated cabins I've seen beyond those atop the glaciers. Whilst it makes for a gnarly journey to get here in the summer, this place would be almost impossible to reach in the winter. We'll leave that for the monster jeeps🤘🏼
Late in the evening, the last light beams down through the clouds and illuminates the glacial river flows. It's often hard to make sense of these rivers, but they are real, flowing endlessly all the way out to the North Atlantic coastline.
Way out in the Icelandic highlands, a deep blue lake meets a glacial river branch. Also, there is still time to check out my upcoming workshop 'Unforeseen' set for this November in the Namibian wilderness. @donalboyd and I will be adventuring with the workshop team amidst the beginning of the African rainy season. It's going to to wild to take a step out of the cold north for a couple of weeks! Head to the link in my bio for all the info and application form. Peace 🤙🏼