A visit to Alaska just wouldn’t have been complete for me without some proper time spent at a glacier. Byron Glacier was apparently really close to us, so we made the trek out and it was beautiful.
Being at the foot of a large glacier that grew as it ascended up a slope meant being at the part of it that gets interrupted by a river created from its own melt further ahead. I watched the steadily flowing water. The sound of the water flow created it’s own symphony, playing a little rough with the chipped rock floor below. This runoff would feed so many things on its outbound journey.
The interruption created a few hollowed out spaces in the ice. Caves. They didn’t look like the most stable formations so I kept my time there short and shallow, but it was still mesmerizing to have walls of glowing blue ice rise up around you.
Byron Glacier