A story of a crossing of Iceland, unsupported, by foot and inflatable packraft.

My head is thumping. My eyes are stinging. I’m weak with thirst.

After cycling from England to Cape Town I needed to find a way to get to South America.

A 16-foot canoe loaded with food, 500 miles of wilderness ahead of us, camping on islands under the stars: paddling down the Yukon River remains one of my favourite adventures.