I went to Iceland in search of their wild horses, to photograph the raw and rugged beauty I had heard so much about.
What I found instead was an incredibly serene creature, a gentle beast.
With 100km/h + winds raging in from the ocean
And impassable mountains
The horses were so calm and relaxed
And always curious about me
Or striking a pose
Even when they were a little preoccupied…
What really surprised me the most though, was their softness
Unlike the American mustangs I’ve photographed in the past
It is said a rider can drink a pint while riding, without spilling a drop
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