I always had a thing for snow, it was the one thing I insisted to see when flying halfway around the world from New Zealand.
School had drained so much of my energy, so I thought I deserved a three-week holiday in my favourite part of the world.
There was no vegetation along the way, just rocks and soil debris moving beneath our feet. On the bedrock surface were long parallel scratches, attributing to a slow but powerful glacial motion.
The river meandered through a beautiful landscape of granite cliffs and lush green forests. On a sunny summer day, the water shined a bright, milky turquoise color that seemed so surreal.