
Prawns on glacial ice.

Icebergs provided the imagination endless opportunites to see all sorts of creations... sort of like laying on the grass looking at the clouds when you were a kid and imagining all sorts of creatures, faces and whatnot.

Upclose with a deep blue berg that likely came from the bottom of the glacier.


A tiny berg I brought back to the mothership to stock the beer cooler.
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