Beyond the pool of ice that lay in the entrance of the cave, we scrambled up a small pile of rocks towards an icy roof. We were eagre to see if this cave would 'go', as exploration of most caves in Greenland is swiftly halted by a wall of ice. As we climbed, it got colder and colder; the temperature difference from the start of the ramp to the end was striking. Icy stalagmites poked up like candlesticks from the floor, and sparkly hoar frost crystals covered the ceiling. Our anticipation of what lay beyond was not disappointed, as we neared the top, we were greeted with the sight of blackness. Our excitement rose. The cave passage continued! We were about to go exploring!