Words and pictures by Neil Irwin
What do you think of when you think of Iceland? Waterfalls surrounded by papping tourists? Rugged scenery? Icy sea waters perhaps or even the infamous DC-3 plane that’s featured on many an Instagram feed?
How about a desert? Perhaps not the first thought that springs to mind, but that’s exactly what I encountered when I traversed Iceland from the north coast to the south. I was travelling by foot in a small group, unsupported. It was a barren, wind-swept, ash-filled landscape, where you can encounter all four seasons in the space of 15 minutes.
Our crew was just three ordinary guys wanting to do something extraordinary; Ben is a police officer, Andy is an outdoor leisure pursuits manager and I’m a photographer. All of us had relatively few long-distance hikes under our belts, but saw this opportunity and thought, “Why not?”