Tomorrow is my last regular Exit Glacier shift at Kenai Fjords. The moment is almost bittersweet… No more interpretive walks for 2 – 30 visitors (no telling how many or where they’re from until 3 minutes before the walk); no more roving the trails, radio in hand, bear spray on the hip, looking like someone who knows what’s up; no more directing people out the door and to the left to find the restroom.
Almost bittersweet. But I know I’m not gone yet. I’ll still be at the glacier for school programs, and the next couple weeks won’t leave much time to reminisce about the carefree days of July. I’ll be too busy leading groups of 9-year-old detectives on a hunt for clues from Exit Glacier.