Page 70 - 2003 SVALBARD, NORWAY

We kept on sailing through mysterious and fabulous ice

formations, with the colors changing as the light altered. We had
soft formations, hard-edged bergs, rotten ice, filigree ice, pressure

ridges and melt water ponds on floes. We had golden glows and
pewter shine. The crisp, clear air limned everything sharply so that
sometimes the ice structures looked as if they had been cut out

and pasted on a backdrop of blue sky and black ocean water. We
moved along the ice cap we had seen earlier for at least two

hours, and marveled at its height (about 750 meters) and length
(150 kms.) as well as the extent that it appeared to stretch back

from the shoreline.