If I told you that this is a river of ice that flows from Heaven, would you believe me? Notice that there isn’t much distance between the glacier and the clouds.

Here you can see the glacier carving the underlying rock. This isn’t a close-up shot. What you’re looking at probably spans a height of two hundred feet or more. Notice the glacier’s blue tint.

This photo shows even more blue tint. What causes the blue tint? If I remember correctly, our tourguide said glacial ice is much denser than the ice in our home freezers, and it’s the density that causes all colors except blue to be absorbed. Put another way, blue is the only color that’s reflected.

Near where we touched down on the glacier was this hole being fed by fast-moving water. The tourguide said the hole opened up a few miles down the glacier. Supposedly, this water is the purest in the world. A few tourists sampled the water and were pleased with its taste. I didn’t try it, though. I was standing on a glacier, for crying out loud, and the last thing I wanted was a drink of cold water.

The tour’s flyer advertised a “hike” on the glacier. I don’t know if walking eighty feet qualifies as a hike, but whatever it was, it was over in about two minutes. While we awaited our helicopter’s return, we asked one of the tourguides to take a picture of us snowbunnies.