Our first new glacier for the day is Lamplugh, a rapidly receding tidewater glacier that sits underwater behind the sand piled in front of it.
I’m fascinated by the way the compacted ice glows intensely blue under the cloudy skies.
While the face of the glacier seems completely still, there is a steady stream of booming and crashing coming from somewhere within. The only evidence of this visible to us comes in the form of water gushing within an ice cave.
The icy hills around are also breaking apart, with chunks cascading down unexpectedly to feed the icy waterfalls that pour into the bay.
Although nothing is really happening to look at, the cracks and booms emanating from within the glacier, the icy slush sliding down the hillside — the running water everywhere in this almost-frozen world — are mesmerizing. They also feed my anticipation that, if only we wait long enough, something dramatic will occur.
We wait and keep watch, the boat turning slightly as we float (still a long ways out) in front of the giant glacier.
We have company coming now, so Fritz starts up the motor and we continue on.
There are more glaciers waiting for me out there.