Some of you have asked to see the photo of the wave that took me out on our Iceland trip, so I went ahead an processed it for you. It’s not one of my favorites from the trip… but half a minute later I was blacking out on the beach… so, I guess I’ll keep the photo as a reminder of the power of nature.
See that big wave coming in out there? That’s the wave that would take me out ten seconds later. At this point, I still thought I was ok. I was ready to back off if I needed to – but I didn’t feel threatened. You can see that there is a bit of water at my feet – but not enough to worry me. I assumed that the pull of one wave retreating would substantially reduce the power of the incoming wave… as had been happening all morning.
Unfortunately, that’s not what happened. The water at my feet didn’t pull back – you can see that it is shifting to my left. The next wave came in, climbed past me up the beach, and I pulled back to get out of the water. I realized I couldn’t move fast enough, so I braced myself to avoid being dragged under. No problem. The waves gently picked up all those pretty pieces of ice, and they floated past me. And then, the waves reached their peak – and in a rush, they returned to the sea. All those giant ice cubes shifted direction and came straight for me. An incredible impact to my right knee took me down. The tripod and camera ended up underwater – along with my f-stop bag, and the iphone in my pocket. I was hit by at least four icebergs… but I only remember that first one.
Anyway – it was a rough morning. If you haven’t read the whole story, you can check out our Iceland: Day 5 post.
… and here’s the photo from the takedown itself. I don’t remember hitting the shutter release, but the image was on my card when I thought to look. Kinda pretty isn’t it?