When we left them on day 3 spirits were high. But as we traveled to a section of the coast we could access the weather shifted.. and we all knew they were going through hell. We finally saw the guys and it was so wet it was hard to shoot. Easily the wettest weather I’ve ever tried to shoot in, counting a particularly wet trip in Scotland. When you stepped outside you were drenched in minutes, my bag rain covers failed within 10 minutes. And they were out there for hours. ______________________ “Sand became our mortal enemy, when wet it would stick to everything, including our hands, and after hours of handling the bikes, our hands were left numb and battered... ... This was truthfully some of the worst weather I’d seen in Iceland during summer. And we were stuck in it. Experiencing everything it had to offer.” - excerpt from the Forgotten Coast article live on @theradavist