Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

Was the sound the cramp-ons made as we walked across the glacier. With each step, we dislodged small kernels of ice, gently tumbling, making xylophone-esque sounds as they fell.

Ting! Ting! Ting! Ting!

The sun glistened over the ridges of the glacier. We explored sink holes, ice blue from the lack of air. We climbed over wide gaps, a result of the melted ice from the summer. We examined shallow puddles with layers of intricate sheets of ice frozen on top. As we meandered across the wide expanse, I thought, “This is heaven on earth for me. Exactly.”