It is usually well into summer by the time the melt truly reaches the alpine, and there is a kind of fierce hopefulness in the barely unfrozen rivulets splashing directly out of the snowpack and down the sparse rocky earth, exposing the tendrils of hibernating vegetation scrubbed raw by the retreating ice.
Raw mud often reflects with a purple sheen, and this is no exception:
Meltwater is the most complex of the five colourways, but the overall impression is of grey-browns and purples.
In Summit Sock:
and Bluefaced Bliss: