Words Robin Van Gyn F lying above the Alaska Range in search of a spot to glacier camp for three weeks, it was clear that our options were limited by low tide conditions—the kind where you can’t really land a plane. Open crevasses and wind-scoured, rocky peaks marked the entire landscape. Nothing like normal Alaska. We kept pointing out spots that had potential, but inside they looked more like a toothy grin. Yet after a solid tour of the range, we found one spot that looked promising: Nautilus, an amphitheater of lines perched above the Dall Glacier. ALASKA RANGE 039