On Monday we went to Exit Glacier, where you can hike in right up to the glacier, which is pretty impressive. Thinking about how these glaciers have molded the landscape is pretty awe inspiring. They have carved out the most beautiful mountains, fjords, lakes, valleys, you name it, all over. Here in Alaska there are so many glaciers still working their magic, and being able to learn about them and walk right up to them is pretty cool. (sure, I’ve skied on the glacier at Whistler, but it’s just a part of the rest, you know?)

Along the 1/2 mile snowy hike to the glacier we saw an unbelievable number of moose, as my grandmother would say, “calling cards.” Though I grew up in an area with some moose, I don’t believe I have ever seen their scat. I was suprised really, it looks like a giant rabbit took a crap, not something like a moose. I expected their droppings to look more like that of a cow or horse. Unfortunately (or fortunately, if you consider the prospect of an angry moose), we didn’t see any moose along our way. We did see one on the way back up to Anchorage to drop Mike off at the airport, and Sarah and I saw one on our way to Homer. I only caught his butt in the photo. I kind of wish I caught his butt while he was relieving himself, so I could fully confirm those little rabbit turds.