Image 5: The glacier actually turned out to be massive. When we had almost reached the ice, we could see that the glacier was already beneath us, barely visible through the chunks of rock and dirt that we walked on. My heart was already pounding. We didn't step onto the glacier, we climbed onto it. It was unbelievable. It was everywhere. It towered above us. Once we traveled a few minutes inward, we were surrounded by white (image 5). The surface was extremely uneven, with deep crevasses and towering blocks of bluish ice. The jagged spires that we thought were 10-feet high from the highway were actually peaks that rose 50 feet up. We had to remind ourselves that those peaks all around us weren't snow-covered rocks, but solid ice. It was surreal! Image 6: We walked on the ice cave's roof before going inside. After a few minutes, we found an ice cave (image 6). We were stunned. We had never imagined any of this when we saw that thin sheet of ice from the highway. I walked into the cave and saw large chunks of ice that had broken from the ceiling above me. I looked up and saw a sort of "skylight" that had opened in the ceiling where the ice had caved in all the way through from the top. I sat on the block below the opening and held a chunk of ice in my hand (image 7). Image 7: Here I am sitting beneath the ice cave's "skylight" holding a chunk of the roof. Image 8: Notice the sharp turn in this river ravine forming a wedge of ice . As impressed as we were with the ice cave, we were even more amazed at our next discovery. There were rivers of water in the glacier that had formed deep, winding, trench-like paths through the ice (image 8). Apparently, the rivers would start as small streams of melted ice, but being that the water's temperature was warmer than the ice, it would carve a path as it flowed. The water at the bottom of these trenches was dark blue and deep. I sat on the edge of a river trench, near a crack and Allan took a photo (image 9). In retrospect, I realize that it was extremely dangerous to be there, but at the time, we were too stunned to be thinking about it. If I had slipped down the crevasse, I would've never gotten out. We used this shot on the cover of our magazine -- the only cover photo that has ever had a person featured on it. Image 9: The trench is reminiscent of a bobsled trough. We followed one of the trenches and arrived at our next vision of surreality -- a glacial lake (image 10). This was the first sight that struck us with an feeling of total awe. We were humbled at the awe of the glacier's immenseness. Beneath the surface of the dark water we could just barely make out the ghostly appearance of a block of ice the size of a refrigerator. The sky was beginning to darken so we decided to take the last two photos on our roll. Allan photographed me (image 11, next page) and I took a shot of him (image 12, next page) with towering peaks of ice behind us. We had no idea of the danger we'd face that night. It's eerie to think about, but if we hadn't made it through the night, these last two photographs of each other would have been our final memorials. Image 10: The glacial lake! Here you can see a step-like waterfall spilling into the lake. The transluscent-blue of the wall occurred as the sunlight penetrated the ice from the other side.