Summer arrived with a slush flow on this day. It’s tough to actually see the flow because it only takes a few frames near the end. The movie appears to slow down near the end because I began manually snapping pictures every second or so rather than automatic once per minute. The cloud motion appears jerky because I’m using the Microsoft movie maker, which apparently has no ability to make movies at the normal frame rate of 24 per second.
I changed the camera angle and zoomed in on the active front of the slush flow. Note how the scene gets darker near the end, as thunderstorms approached.
Today we spent mostly getting ready to spend a few days at the terminus, studying the outlet stream there. Our primary goal here is to track the amount of water leaving the glacier, but we also hope to study how water moves beneath the glacier by release of dye on the glacier surface. To facilitate this, we staged camp supplies there about two weeks ago so that we can avoid commuting 7 hours there and back to our main camp. In addition to this, we have a lot equipment to prep and lug down there too. For example, Jason has stream gaging and dye-tracing tools, and I have a bunch of time-lapse cameras. We had become settled here on our moraine camp, so some preparations were also needed to get a selection of personal gear and food ready to go. For Kristin, Turner and I, we hoped to use this trip as a shake-down for longer-distance hiking later in summer, so we had some organizational work to do for that too.
It was a nice day overall. In the morning, Jason and Joey left early to drill another hole in the upper cirque while I made some final tests with my panoramic equipment and then continued to photographically survey our local area with its odd mix of glacial moraine, fluvial channels, and permafrost features. By about noon we were all back at camp and decided to have a Fathers’s Day brunch of bacon and pancakes. The rest of afternoon was spent packing and preparing, and capped off by the slush flow and storm. We joked that this weather was expected, for it seems that every time we’re at the terminus it’s rainy and nasty.
Jason and Joey avoiding the rush hour traffic.

Jason and Joey back from drilling. Or was it Panama.
Since it’s Fathers’ Day, I thought I’d go heavy on what that means to me…

Time for sunscreen.

Time to tickle your belly.

Turner’s got his belly-protector on.

See?
Turner and his moose, now cleaned of orange stuff.
Turner and mama discuss anatomy.
Mine!
Turner busts a move.

Fathers’ Day brunch.

Turner: “You want the last piece of bacon?”

Jason: “You put what in the pancakes?”

Turner: “For Fathers’ Day I got you these magic shelf brackets.”

Not something you typically see.