Friday, August 16, 2013

WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 14


WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 14:
     Awoke to the promise of a fairly nice day.  We had our choice of kayaking, bicycling, or hiking.  Bill eliminated the first two because he didn’t think they’d be particularly scenic.  Boy, am I glad he did and that I didn’t try to second-guess him!  We had a fabulous day!
      We drove back up to Exit Glacier, and took the trail there which leads to the Harding Icefield, the 700 sq. mile icefield which feeds Exit Glacier and all of the other surrounding glaciers, including the ones we saw yesterday.  We didn’t hike the entire 4.1 miles (1 way) which leads to the icefields, though – it was billed as a moderate–to-strenuous trail, and we knew we couldn’t do over 8 miles of that.  But we did hike the first 1.5 miles to Marmot Meadows. 
 

                                           Braided river from Exit Glacier  in the river valley
 
                                                          Nicely maintained trail

The trail was really challenging in places – up over steep rocks in a lot of places.  We gained over 1,500 feet elevation in those 1.5 miles.  But the pay-off was stupendous!  Unexpected spectacular views of the glacier and surrounding mountains.  The day had turned into a wonderfully sunny day – the first in a long time, it seems, and the sunshine on the melting water rivulets and ice on the mountain slopes  sparkled like crystal in places.  





      We got closer and closer to the glacier itself – felt its cold breath more with every step.

 





 
   In addition, there were scads of wildflowers there in the meadows - fireweed and others  . . . .summer's last extravagant fling.






     Bill spotted some people down on the glacier!  We had no idea how they got there, or how they’d get out.  We haven’t seen any ads for Glacier Trek Guides here, and where we were at the toe of the glacier, it was strictly forbidden to go further than the roped area.  So we’re not sure if these were explorers on their own who were foolishly stretching the limits, or if there is indeed a sanctioned, legal trail where knowledgeable guides can take visitors.
 

     On the plateau where we stopped was an Asian woman we’d seen before – down by the Nature Center (Visitors Center here by the glacier) at a bear talk given by a Ranger just before we started up the trail.  Her female companion had hiked on up to the next milestone, another mile or so on up the trail.  So she was waiting for her.  She was a very, very, friendly, articulate, outgoing  woman.  We ended up spending the better part of an hour there, visiting with her, taking pictures, etc.   We learned that she’s from Malaysia, and had perfect English – taught in all the schools when Malaysia was still a British colony.  She’d spent the last 25 years in China (mainland) working as an accountant for Price Waterhouse.  She was sure that their business volume in China would overtake that in the U.S. some day in the not-too-distant future.  If she’s correct, astounding.  
      She and her travelling companion are “independent travelers,” like us – not part of any tour.  I’m in awe of how she put together an itinerary for 16 days on her own, from half a world away.  I guess, though, that with the internet, it’s not so much different from how I put one together.  Except she had to pick and choose which places she wanted to see, out of so many possibilities.  She said that she used the Trip Advisor site a lot.  But it sounded as though they’d had more than a couple of disappointments.  That’s one of our luxuries of having so much time – if we experience a disappointment somewhere, because of the weather or anything else, it’s no big deal . . . we have lots of time to make up for it. 
       We left her to wait for her friend as we headed back down the trail, after she insisted oln taking lots of pictures of the two of us! 
 




 



      Soon they both caught up with us.  We chatted some more as we hiked down, covering everything from national parks in Malaysia to retirement programs in the U.S. (she retired 3 years ago, at age 56).
     Were very tired by the time we got back to the parking lot – at least our legs and feet were.  But our spirits were exhilarated.  I told Bill it was my best day since we’d left Wrangell-St. Elias. The grandeur of the mountains and ice, the warmth of the sun, blue sky, the constant rushing of glacier streams as our musical accompaniment.  A couple of times on this trip we’ve prayed & asked the Lord to guide our decisions.  It’s a pretty selfish prayer – what we actually mean is to lead us to places and activities where we’ll get the most enjoyment.  And amazingly, God often in His extravagant generosity does exactly that.  We were all set to go bike riding this morning, when Bill suddenly said that he’d rather hike the glacier trail.  It was the perfect decision for us today.
 

 
     Even though we were tired, Bill started a fire and we had grilled brats for dinner.  Again, first time in a while that it’s been decent enough to cook outside.  But turned too cool to dine outside as well, so we ate inside and re-lived the afternoon’s unexpected splendors.


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