Today I met a new challenge. I faced an glacier head on and found out exactly what kind of a man I am. A small man... when standing next to a gigantic piece of ice. Imagine a mountain of ice facing you with a splintering grin, knowing that it will live longer than you. Glaciers are smug little punks.

I climbed up alongside it to let it know I wasn't intimidated by the fact that it was a chunk of ice nearly the size of Rhode Island. It pretended it didn't even know I was there. The whole time it was slowly melting and pulling back into the mountain of ice behind the rock mountains.


One of the other glacier has retreated out of the lake it created. Also, for all you inconvenient truth people out there, the ice has been decreasing from at least the late 1800s so you cannot blame it on cars or whatever you think is causing it these days.

The glacier is blue because the ice is frozen multiple times over and blue is the only light in the spectrum that isn't absorbed by the ice. Sorry, I didn't really intend for you to learn anything from this blog.