The lake was all white and sort of rough before the rain came. People walking, dogs running, occasional vehicle here and there, para-ski ing, etc. But it was frozen.
And then the rain came. Now, I know there is a lot of ice there. Over a foot. But seeing the water on top . . . I just couldn't think of anyone walking out there for a few days (at least).
(hmmm . . . water on ice)
(hmmm . . . water on ice)I was wrong. Folks were back to ice fishing the next day. I bet they had wet feet. I have decided that I don't like walking on ice that breaks to water and then holds up with the main ice. It makes me a little nervous.
And speaking of nervous, remember the snow mobile ride? The next day, Lizette said, Ohh, I hope you aren't too upset. I was thinking of you when I saw the news report of the snowmobile accident locally.
(hmmmmmmmm-do I really want to know this?).
The same day I was riding with Lizette, a local man and his 10 year old son rode on ice that broke. They died.
Oh, yeah, lakes with ice. Never totally safe.

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