A magic dawn at the Bear Glacier

I had intended to post a fairly lengthy report about my trip home from Calgary, but there just aren’t enough hours in the day. I do want to show you a very special moment that happened during the trip, though. I left Stewart at 6:00 am (an hour before the only breakfast restaurant in town opened) and was at the Bear Glacier as the sun came up in a light-cloudy sky a half-hour later. On the way into Stewart this was a spooky spot, with avalanches coming down everywhere. This morning, though, it was -1°C so things were temporarily firmed up. There wasn’t a sound, and I sat there for quite a while soaking up all of the spirit of the place I could. Moments like this are why I travel.