I learned how to rope up for glacier travel, set up a Z-pulley in case of a crevasse rescue, and how to use transceivers to find potential avalanche victims. All this before setting foot on a glacier. Stepping on my first glacier, the ice felt stronger and harder than I imagined. My crampons gripped every surface, whether snow, firn, or blue ice. Then I got to my first crevasse. Could I make it if I jumped? Would my crampon catch on the opposite pant leg? Would my supervisor/rope partner catch me if I started falling into this seemingly bottomless crevasse? And then I jumped, thinking about the brook by my house, where my sister and I would play after school, “Just jump, Alice!” Phew, I made it!