Icelandic horses. Hard as nails these chaps and very friendly, unique and beautiful. They seem to particularly like nibling fingers and cameras. Some of the young horses got slightly amorous around Ian And Neil Probably that beard and Cairngorm twang.
Upon retreating from the horses well endowed advances Ian disappeared down a very deep hole. The only thing left sticking out the ground was a F55. About 8 ft below was Ian stuck down a big old hole.
We should have taken a photo. All you could see was a F55 on a level with the snow. You could not see The bearded one at all.
Just to top the mornings filming off Neil got a massive telling off, from a strange Icelandic tour guide for parking correctly, yes correctly, and for hogging all the horses attention.