Exit Glacier

Grumbles (that’s the name of my grumpy alter ego) made an appearance the morning we were in Seward. It was raining. It was cold. We had been sleeping in the cramped tent for weeks on end. There was nothing to do in Seward.  Well, fine, there was stuff to do but it all cost a bajillion dollars. Sigh, we had driven all the way down to Seward, there had to be something to do! We checked out all the options: Kenai Fjords Tours. A bajillion dollars. Wildlife boat tours. A bajillion dollars. Eating fresh crab. A bajillion dollars. The end. Really, those were all our options in this beautiful town.

So, after fueling up with some coffee, we decided to hit the road. Off to Soldotna! On the way out of town I noticed a sign on the side of the road: Exit Glacier.  “Exit!” I called out towards Kyle.

“What?” he asked confused.

“Exit Glacier.” I explained.

“Oh, well where is it?” he asked.

“EXIT!!!” I said gesturing towards the sign on the side of the road that said “Turn left for Exit Glacier.”

“Hmph, you could have been a little more clear on that last one.” Kyle said.

Well, whatever, there we were, right in front of our first ever glacier!  It was big, it was pretty, Kyle wanted ice cubes. Oh, and it was so fun, it scared off Grumbles!