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IcelandX We specialize in premium tours to Iceland. From multi-day 4x4 expeditions to small group coach tours IcelandX – It’s an adventure, not a vacation!

IcelandX is quickly becoming the go-to Iceland Adventure Tour Operator! We are a Colorado based, Icelander native owned and operated specialty tour operator that takes you beyond the paved roads and photo stops to the magical places that ordinary tourists never get to experience. Join one of our expertly guided small groups luxury tours, private tours or our more extreme 4x4 convoys as we would love to show you Iceland in all its majestic beauty, enshrined in its folklore, culture and amazing cuisine. And if you are looking for something special, take a peek at our mountain bike, motorcycle, heli-sking or other adventure tours! Book your adventure of a lifetime today.

The zebras don't migrate alone.This lioness is raising her cub in the Okavango Delta. She's likely the mom — and the one...
13/09/2026

The zebras don't migrate alone.

This lioness is raising her cub in the Okavango Delta. She's likely the mom — and the one hanging with her, watching the babies, looked like an aunt, or a grandmother, helping out. We spent about an hour right beside them, no one else around. They seemed to be introducing the cubs to the males, from a distance, before tucking them away again.

The dynamic of a pride is so much more fascinating and complicated than wildlife documentaries let on.

The cub is curious and looks straight at me. The lioness can't be bothered. She's a lioness.

The Zebra Migration is about finding tens of thousands of zebras on the move — and we do — with the wildebeest that travel alongside them. But the magic is watching the whole universe interact. Peacefully. And sometimes not.

Photographed on this itinerary's first running, March 2025.

March 6–18, 2027. Thirteen days, three landscapes, eleven travelers at most. Nine seats remain.

https://www.icelandx.com/africa/botswana-migration?source=facebook

— GB and Ivy

02/09/2026

Africa is not one thing. It can be cold and wet, hot and dry, desert and delta. This is the Okavango's version: water, grass, and the last of the light.

We stayed too long with the wild dogs and the lions — worth it — and now we're racing the dark back to camp. The Delta has no streetlights.

If you leave the sound on. At some point someone asks, "what is that?"

Watch the water.

We chase places like this: no one around, just the endless African sky and the undisturbed wild.

March 6–18, 2027 → https://zurl.co/BYhuR

— GB and Ivy

Timbavati showed me rhinos — again and again.Every sighting of these prehistoric tanks stirs competing feelings. Calm, y...
28/08/2026

Timbavati showed me rhinos — again and again.

Every sighting of these prehistoric tanks stirs competing feelings. Calm, yet dangerous. Ancient, yet beginning to thrive again. And gratitude — for the rangers, supporters, funders, and anti-poaching teams who have kept this area from losing a single rhino to poaching in years.

No one, however, protects them from each other. The males still fight for the affection of the opposite s*x. This one carries the scars — and the family — to prove it.

I've spent decades showing people wild nature, preferably as little affected by modern humans as possible.

I love learning about the successes of protecting the wild. We were never really in the tourist business anyway — we're in the exploration business. Learning, experiencing, seeing. Not just seeing.

All photos from Timbavati, South Africa — posted well after we left, and we never share where the rhinos are.

— GB and Ivy

It was hard saying goodbye to Timbavati the other day.The sweetness is what waits. In March I go back to Botswana — and ...
26/08/2026

It was hard saying goodbye to Timbavati the other day.

The sweetness is what waits. In March I go back to Botswana — and after many safaris in many parks, that tour stands apart. More rugged. Certainly more wild. So wild you feel nature reaching out and touching your soul in every sighting.

And no single camp could hold it. We move from the dry sub-Kalahari desert at Makgadikgadi, to the semi-arid plains of Nxai Pan, to the largest inland delta on Earth in the Okavango — and the animals mass and mix here in a way I've found nowhere else.

Nine seats open as I write this.

March 6–18, 2027 → https://www.icelandx.com/africa/botswana-migration?source=facebook

— GB and Ivy

Turkey ran on the same thing from the first night to the last.Beşiktaş, after the fish market had closed. We found Olta ...
18/08/2026

Turkey ran on the same thing from the first night to the last.

Beşiktaş, after the fish market had closed. We found Olta Balık on a back street — small, tucked in, everything off that day's catch from the market that had just shut. The second night we tried one of the big places, and left after the appetizer to go back to Olta Balık. It was that good.

There was a violin and a kanun working the street between the tables, and people at those tables singing along without being asked to. That kept happening. Musicians at nearly every restaurant, locals joining in, everyone facing each other. Nobody was looking at anything but the person across the table.

The lesson arrived the whole way down the coast: find the small place the Turks are eating in, not the big one with the view to sell.

On the last day we came down off the mountain road out of Assos in close to a hundred degrees and stopped at Sütüven Şelalesi. Cooling down in the water below the falls was everything.

Then Cunda. Cobblestone the whole way through, quiet in the afternoon, and then the island wakes up. We ended in a courtyard with walls and no roof, lanterns in the tree, a band playing Greek and Turkish music. It could have been a scene out of Zorba.

Cunda was Greek until 1923. The music is not a coincidence.

Then we did the arithmetic wrong, rebooked through Nairobi, and drove straight into Friday afternoon traffic in Istanbul. Still like trying to fly in a flock of birds — no one signals, everyone adjusts, and you move with it or you don't move.

Never stop wandering.

— GB and Ivy

Photos from our last days in Turkey.

The last day gave us the animal you don't plan on.African wild dogs. Painted dogs. A small pack, hunting, and we followe...
14/08/2026

The last day gave us the animal you don't plan on.

African wild dogs. Painted dogs. A small pack, hunting, and we followed them most of the day.

There are fewer than seven thousand left, and only about fourteen hundred of those are breeding adults. They are the most successful hunters in Africa — better than lions, better than leopards — and it does them less good than you would think. A small pack can't split and flank the way a big one can. And when they do bring something down, the hyenas come in and take it.

This was Timbavati, west of Kruger. The fences between them came down in 1993, and the dogs need that kind of unbroken ground more than almost anything else alive. The only other place I have seen them is Botswana, which holds more of them than all of South Africa.

Later, a young male lion. Big already, and close to the age where he has to go and take a pride of his own, or fail trying.

Fences down, ground open, and something on it worth crossing the world for.

Never stop wandering.

— GB and Ivy

All photos shot yesterday.

Not great weather today. But we're not here for the weather.We're here because unplanned nature is always awesome. Excep...
11/08/2026

Not great weather today. But we're not here for the weather.

We're here because unplanned nature is always awesome. Except if you're a catfish.

We had just stopped for a sundowner when something splashed down by the water. A big croc, having a sundowner of his own.

Good weather or not, you have to be here to experience the wild-wild. It isn't scheduled. The most wondrous things in nature never are.

Never stop wandering.

— GB and Ivy

Photo shot today.

Seven cubs today, being introduced to the males of the pride.They could not keep their paws off each other, or off their...
11/08/2026

Seven cubs today, being introduced to the males of the pride.

They could not keep their paws off each other, or off their mothers, and not one of them looked at us. That is the part people don't expect. You are not being tolerated. You are simply not relevant to what is happening.

Later, as the light went, we followed a leopard preparing to hunt. Slow for a long time. Then a yellow and black blur, and gone.

— GB and Ivy

All photos shot today.

Africa is our happy place. We'll come back to the last of Turkey later — but for now we'd love you to step with us into ...
09/08/2026

Africa is our happy place. We'll come back to the last of Turkey later — but for now we'd love you to step with us into a world so wild it seems untouched by modern times. This is not a brochure. This is how we vacation, with our South African friends, in places mass tourism hasn't found a way to package.

The popular places don't have a senior lady leopard welcome you before you've properly unpacked. They don't give you four of the Big Five in a single day, or wildlife and birdlife so thick that the first morning shows you more than many people see in a whole safari.

That is why we go for the proper wild. Here, in the bush with friends. And in March, on the wildest thing we run — the Zebra Migration in Botswana.

— GB and Ivy

All photos shot today and last night.

Two days on the bike, west of Çanakkale.Turkish traffic is frightening until you stop reading it as traffic. It moves li...
05/08/2026

Two days on the bike, west of Çanakkale.

Turkish traffic is frightening until you stop reading it as traffic. It moves like a flock of birds — no one signals, everyone adjusts, and moving with it is the only way to survive it. Fight it and you're the one bird flying wrong.

Two-thirds of everyone who comes to Turkey goes to Istanbul or a beach resort. That leaves the rest of it. Alexandria Troas, a Hellenistic city lying in dry grass with nobody selling tickets at it. The Temple of Athena above Assos, where you do pay and you do climb — but there's nowhere for a bus to park, and that settles who you share it with. Le**os sitting out there across the water.

No English out here. None. Google Translate and about ten phrases of badly butchered Turkish, which I use anyway because I like to try. What comes back is kindness, help I didn't ask for, and a quiet pride that surfaces the moment you attempt the language.

It is also hot. Properly hot. But the smell of the road changes every few kilometers, and the coffee at a roadside stop came with lahmacun made with cheese, which it usually isn't. Ivy decided decades ago to embrace this. I wouldn't do it any other way.

Exploring. Maybe expeditions. Not tourism.

Never stop wandering.

— GB and Ivy

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