We arrive in the rough and tumble Northern British Columbia community of Terrace on a rare, clear evening. High pressure along the Pacific Coast during the two-hour-ish flight from Vancouver afforded views of an enormous silent sea of rock and ice in every direction: Jagged, snow-covered peaks, precipitous, fluted faces; plannar ice caps and glacial tongues; deep, steep-walled valleys. Marcus and Christian, a pair of chattering Germans for whom even the prospect of heli skiing in the Canadian wilderness already makes this the trip of a lifetime, are beyond impressed. “It’s like a hundred… (con’t)
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