After hiking back, we hopped on the bus to Glacier Negro. Yes, that's a black glacier. The lumpy, striated thing flowing out of the valley. It's a rare thing that happens when certain conditions are right. A glacier above melts, collects rock debris as it flows downward, and then actually reforms into ice below. The chunks in the water are not rock, but black ice. Strange and beautiful.
On to our last days... |
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