Paved roads turned to gravel roads. Gravel roads turned to snowy pathways. And pathways turned to seemingly infinite planes of ice. It was a total whiteout on this morning, blurring the line between the sky and the horizon. We rolled up to a very unassuming, crooked depression in the earth. A small opening several steps down gave way to a spectacular, natural tunnel of ice. Only minimal light reached into the tunnel, but what did illuminated the pathway with mesmerizing tones of aqua. Every detail was like a diamond engagement ring, in a scale larger than life. This is a fond memory of mine.
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