Close Call

Never underestimate the power of the ocean. While shooting at the beach in Vik, on the south coast of Iceland, a rather large wave crashed up on the rock I was standing on, coming within inches of my gear and a very bad day. Despite the horror of the moment, I snapped a few images, perhaps out of shock. Lesson learned.

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A large wave splashes up on a rock as the tide rises, Vik, Iceland.

Huelva, Spain

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An abandoned house in Huelva province, Spain

Rio Tinto, Spain

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The polluted waters of Rio Tinto, a 2,000 year-old mine in southern Spain.

Negev Desert, Israel

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Camel ride, Negev Desert, Israel

Vik, Iceland

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Iceland is a place of raw and desolate beauty, with a constantly changing landscape and fiercely independent people. I’ve been here three days and I’ve already had my breath taken away countless times. More images from my travels to come – Many thanks to Judd Lamphere for his Photoshop help on this image.