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It’s been raining for two weeks or so in the rainforest. Today we’re getting a break, and it’s beautiful! It’s also finally getting cold. That’s ice on the lagoon and frost on the shore.
On our last nice day, we canoed up to the upper lagoon to paddle around the big icebergs. We caught the tide perfectly, floating up on the incoming tide and returning on the outgoing tide. The paddling was easy.
The otters said hi as we slid past.
For years, the big icebergs up here have been fairly stable, but this year there’s been movement. A berg with some 40 feet or so of ice above the water rolled, bringing to the surface a 560-foot length of ice. You don’t want to be real close in a canoe when that happens, but, of course, it doesn’t happen often. And think: 560 feet of ice newly exposed, and that’s still just the tip of the iceberg. About ninety percent of that berg is underwater.
While we were there, we heard and then saw the result of an underwater piece of a glacier breaking off and popping to the surface. It was a smallish piece (less than 560 feet long), but I wouldn’t want to be directly over such a thing when it sprang up to the surface, thankyouverymuch.
We crept around the edge of the lagoon. This “hillside” we’re paddling along is really glacier. It’s been cut off since the main part receded, but it’s still glacier. Yes, there’s a rocky mountain just behind it, but, I’m telling you, this, right here, is glacier.
Mud and rocks poured off of it. Some of those rocks were biggish rocks, too, so we didn’t want to get really close to it, either. Sheesh! Where’s a poor canoer to go around here?
We got closer to the face of Pederson Glacier than we’ve ever been, but, as you can see, we’re still a good distance away. And you can see why we weren’t getting closer. The ice was pretty thick. Already, we’d been pushing, pulling, and plowing our way through bergs to get this far. It’s kind of fun to discover you can move giant blocks of ice out of your way.
Though there was no beach, we climbed up on the rocks to see what we could see. We couldn’t stay, though, because all those little bergs were moving, ganging up around the tied canoe, and threatening to overturn it. Maybe they didn’t like the way we’d been pushing them around.
It was a warm, sunny day.
A lovely day to paddle about the bergs.