This day was reserved for a trip north through Glacier Bay. Our 7 hour round trip cruise crossed many islands, up the 60 mile long bay that up until 200 years ago was completely covered by glaciers. We hit a dead end at the Grand Pacific, and Margerie glaciers on the border of Alaska and British Columbia. The sunbeaten glaciers did their best to put on a show with the engine to our ship stopped. In the silence of the confluence of valley and ocean you could periodically hear a huge, "pop," reverberating through the ice littered bay, colored a soft translucent blue from the ice itself. This sound was often followed by crashing ice calving from glacier's face, smashing into the ocean below, and sending a wave rushing towards our boat. The sheer enormity of these ice rivers was tremendous viewing for an Ohio boy....
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