We plowed through an ice field with baby icebergs to get here. I felt like I was on the Titanic except for the bright sun. We even hit a few of them. The captain is from Norway, so I figure he knows about icebergs. He was able to get us well within one mile of the Hubbard Glacier. Parts of it appear blue-that is the old ice that has been in the glacier the longest. It is a magnificent sight and quite intimidating. The crew got into a small boat and filmed the glacier from very close up and brought some blue ice back to the boat.
Then the most amazing thing started to happen. We heard loud cracks, somewhat like gunshots, and large chunks of ice fell off the glacier and came roaring and tumbling down to the water, making hugh splashes. It's called calving and it happens every spring during the melting period. What an unbelievable sight! The banging and crashing went on and on, till we left. The captain kept turning the ship around and around in the middle of the ice field so that everyone could get their fill of the ice show and it really was a magnificant show. Nature in all her glory. It was pretty cold but my long johns were put to good use, along with the rest of the cold weather gear.
We hung out at the glacier for a few hours and moved on to our next port of call, the Inside Passage.
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