It seems that 2 years is a long time in the life of a glacier. The ten years that have passed since my first visit must be an eternity. It's incredible to witness the retreat of a glacier more or less before your own eyes, and I was shocked to see how much ice has been lost in only 2 years. Someone has built a series of cairns near the current toe to mark where it was only last year, and it must be 30 metres or more back from that. The glacier has a large meltwater pool that extends across the whole width of the ice, making it essentially impossible to get up close now. It is still possible to approach from the north side, but the glacier seems more heavily crevassed than before so venturing onto it is not something to be taken lightly. We watched a handful of people trying their luck...
The new trailhead is easy to find as it's signposted from the old one! The parking lot isn't quite as large, and fills up quickly especially if people park too far from the car next to them... It's also bounded by the new logging road being built straight up the slope so there's not much overflow space, except further down the road. Construction is still very active so be careful where you park. The outhouse is also pretty full already... The access road was in decent shape, though the final approach to the parking lot was a mess of slick mud.
The new initial section of trail is actually quite nice, much nicer than the old approach which was a kilometre of dark, dismal forest. Now the trail heads up through open forest with only a short section through grotty second growth. It meets the original trail along the treed ridge just below the small grove of large cedars. After that, it's the same old steep trail albeit with a bit of flagging tape in a couple of places in use to stop switchbacks from being cut off. There is one fallen cedar about 2 km in which is both hard to get over or under. Very tall people will be able go over; almost everyone else will crawl under. Mud wasn't too much of an issue, but there was enough to need a change of footwear back at the car.
No mountain goats this time. Wildlife was limited to a couple of pikas and chipmunks, plus I'm convinced I saw a ptarmigan in flight flanked by a pair of ravens.