After the being driven in the super jeep into the base of the glacier, we were given helmets and crampons for our shoes and we started off. First, we were shown a black cave at the base of the glacier. It was black from volcanic ash. We had a very quick look before climbing up onto the glacier.
The terain was rough and we were expected to jump ever crevasses. Not being used to trusting crampons, not used to walking on glaciers and a bit of a fear of hights wasn’t a winning combination. By the time we reached a 1 meter wide crevasse in the glassier I looked at it in disbelief. “Really?” I thought “You want me to jump over that?” Apparently the guide thought it was OK as he offered his hand. So I took is hand and got one foot across. The next think I remember was realising I was going to fall, and letting go of his hand. Fortunately for me, he didn’t let go of my hand and I dangled there over a 2 meter drop. I didn’t scream and just looked at the guide. I hung there for what seemed like ages before he pulled me up. A feat of amazing strength I might add.
From there on in it was just a brisk walk up the glacier. I struggled with the pace and missed all the guides comments as I was at the back. At the ice cave only two could go at a time and the previous group was still going through. Eventually I got my turn, took a few pictures and back the glacier at high pace. We were apparently running late so we couldn’t stop for photos.
To say I was unimpressed by the tour is an understatement. I am not the fittest but had checked the level of difficulty. I felt like we were on a conveyer belt being pushed in and out before the next group arrived. And lastly, and probably most importantly, the cave was a big letdown. It was lovely. But certainly not what I was expecting and talking to others on the same tour, not what they were expecting.
But at least they didn’t fall into a crevasse.