Today we reached the end of icecap. But before setting foot on solid ground, we trekked about 30 kilometers over the course of 11 hours, and were forced to cross several ice canyons. Finally, we were rewarded with a toboggan ride down the final slope off the glacier. We knew we were getting close when two guinea fowls flew over our heads, welcoming us back from the ice. What an incredible feeling to see another living being after so long.
The view of the glacier spilling over the rocky mountain peaks is spectacular. It's hard to picture the place three months from now, when the seasonal melt will form rivers and streams that bleed through the heart of the icecap, careening into broader channels and into well-formed riverbeds near the coast, before finally dumping into the ocean.
Right: An "ice canyon" demands a very cautious crossing.
Below: Where the icecap ends and solid ground surfaces.





