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« First view of the coastline of New Harbor | Main | Commonwealth Glacier »

November 13, 2007 - Seeing New Harbor for the first time

And as I stood as if on heavenly ground, peering out to the promise land, an outrageous scene laid before me. So named New Harbor, I gazed out onto a frozen sea that has been up thrusted into sculptures of twisted edifices, with petrified broken jagged limbs up stretched from expansion from its natural recourse during freezing. Spires heaved up from the sea surface were also ruined by mountains of force from furious seas and surging waves that most violently beat and distorted the ice that laid frozen along this otherwise quiet embayment. Assaulted frozen ice and compelled most urgently into these mounds of ragged torn heaps that are most hazardous, now laid displayed out all along these shores. They formed an impenetrable way in from of us, there by blocking the shortest route to our destination. These thick slabs of ice where the bottom were in some cases turned upward, exposing their deep icy blue undersides, like veins within our skin drained of the life giving oxygen, laid exposed and frozen for all to see. The ice does not reveal itself so easily in this manner and does so most reluctantly. It is only by force of the nature in its most violent state that they lie up turned and twisted in these unnatural poses.

Upon reaching the shore, these slabs of frozen sea broken most perversely formed a barrier that forced us to follow a longer way around to the New Harbor camp. Although I wanted to explore this broken vista, it was perilous a trip and would be far more time consuming, as the ice resembled a lair of icy thickets, containing surfaces most pointed and yet so treacherously slick. So, the more gentle means to our destination prevailed and thus began our walk along the actual shore of New Harbor. It was not completely plain to see this shoreline. The only real means of distinguishing it was the jagged spires of ice that laid to our left and the occasional gravelly soil that would pierce the snow, becoming visible in places. Otherwise, a snowy and icy landscape laid out before us in all directions and elevations.

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