I grew up in Michigan, so I thought I knew something about ice. But nothing prepared me for turning the corner and seeing a glacier.
The glaciers are the Rocky Mountains of Ice. But unlike the Rockies, they are on the move.
As they melt, the ice pushes up against the earth,creating astounding formations.
The ice melt forms rivers, which carry the floes out to the sea.
The enormity of seeing ice formed 2500 hundred years ago (Iceland's biggest Ice Age was 500 BC) end a journey...end an existence...before my eyes was strangely poignant.
You should go to Iceland if for no other reason than to see this. And you'd better hurry, before Thor smashes it all up.