As well as cold we had plenty of wind -always a good excuse to go hiking
and what hiking, a frozen river...
valleys running up to tongues of the ice cap (arctic poppies making a guest appearance)
hiking above the tongue of the ice cap
a glacier tongue runs out into moraines and rubble
and the final dirty end
hiking in the snow
fantastic views of land and sea
eddying clouds
fjords on a massive scale
inland valleys
tiring work...
discussing the route, no paths here
snow patches, sometimes steep and hard, sometimes alarmingly soft
heading back down to the camp
with Liz
hill and sea scape with the ice cap always in command -our memory of long days out.
