Sunday, March 17, 2013

Sking on a frozen Lake



 This is where we started.
Normally it's Kayaks we carry down here..not skis.

It was a bright, sunny but rather cold day.
The tracks are set from this end of the Lake all the way to the end!
but we didn't make it that far (it's about 8 miles one way)




We skied out then my OH skied back to put the parking sticker in the truck window!

 We skied on then the wind blew and we came back I decided to stay return to the shore and take photographs and the girls set off out again with Dad.
 The lake occasionally boomed, creaked and groaned..which I found rather disconcerting never having been on a frozen lake before...
 That's them in the distance!
honest those dots....



 Can you see how deep the ice is? At least two feet..probably a lot more was the conclusion.

 
 


 Back and skis off ready for home!
Another Skier is returning too.



It was a good day out! 

from an old gravestone

If you hold your nose to the Grindstone
and you leave it there long enough,
Then soon you'll say
there's no such things
as brooks that babble
and birds that sing,
these three will all your world compose,
just you, the stone and your poor old nose.

(from memory so may not be word perfect)