Water. The phase of hydrogen and oxygen which is liquid. The between state of frozen and vapor. It is for this liquid I travel to the North. Not the salty sea surrounding the island. This is the water collected from the sky or stored in the mass of ice. Unadulterated by pollution. Here it is pure. Clean. Fresh. Can water so pure have flavor? Does it need to? It is thirst quenching. It is cleansing. The only occasional additive is the glacier’s sediment which colors the rivers brown – which adds some grit.