Ibn Batuta had written centuries back, "travel, it makes you speechless and then turns you into a story teller" . I felt this as I travelled to the South of Alaska on the Seaward highway today. As we travelled by road, we found the snow covered mountains spreading for miles together on both sides of the road. On one side were green forests and mountains and on the other snow capped ones. The reflection of these falling on the Pacific ocean created magic. The streams were rushing down the mountains filling the lakes at the bottom. A beautiful trails in the mountains, next to the flowing stream, with the water gushing at a soothing pace and making music, took us to the bottom of the Byron Glacier. The pure air, the terrain and the vast spread before are eyes could turn any one into a great story teller.
