On the morning of Oct 17, 2010, we arrived at Fellsfjara (nowadays popularly known as “Diamond Beach”), across from Jökulsárlón, to an atmospheric scene.
Barely able to contain myself, I advanced towards an iceberg with another composition in mind. I was so engrossed as to be oblivious to my surroundings. Crucially, I did not hear my guide hollering over the roar of the sea and his frantic pleas ordering me to retreat.
Next thing I know, a large wave washed over me. I took a pratfall, and my equipment and I were submerged in a soup of salt water and black sand. To cut a long story short – the 5D Mark II body met with instant death, and the 24-105L lens had to be sent to Canon Service for repairs. The tripod wasn’t a pretty picture either. Fortunately, my second DSLR body was not on my person at the time.
Mirabile dictu, back in the hotel room I discovered that my CompactFlash card had survived. The first image below was made moments before the disaster – and if you look just below the horizon, the wave that got me is seen in its incipient stage.