Lee Rentz Photography Weblog


Standing before the ice cave entrance, I felt the menacing breath of the ice age upon me. Outside, the day was sunny and mild; inside the cave entrance, the atmosphere was dark, with a thin fog carried by the breeze coming down the long and icy corridor. The wind smelled of elemental rocks and ice, and carried a message of unrelenting cold.

The beauty and challenges of snowshoeing in the high country near the Mt. Baker Ski Area in Washington State, USA