2000s
The ice shelf meeting the sea, the first landing
The ice sheet under a clear sky, the walk to the site
The glacier from the boat, where the meltwater came out
The ice shelf reflected in the calm water, one still afternoon
The glacier in the Arctic light, the frame that went on the office wall
The ice formations in blue, day forty
Icebergs and the glacier front, the last sampling run
The polar ice sheet at dawn, the end of the season
The lone berg in the cold sea, from the deck going north
The snow valley and the boat, the last frame of the seasonThe season I had waited twenty years for. Three months, twelve rolls, and a field partner who is still my closest friend.