The glacier looked like the snow in the Tesco car park three weeks after it's been piled up in one corner, all covered in grit and melting, except for one thing; it's about the size of a mountain.
Factor 30 sunblock isn't quite enough, neither are those sunglasses Jimmy gave me on that holiday to the Pyrenees. So I feel like I've been doing a bit of welding without a mask. Not to worry though, walking up ice in crampons is actually a great amusement.
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