At the end of a small field the land drops down several meters to another small field below at water level.
|very steep path|
At this time of the year HD watches the barometer like a child watches a batch of cookies baking in the oven. Once the temperature dips down far enough on consecutive nights we know that the shalow bay is good and solid for the first trip onto the ice. The river is still dangerous and by all means you have to use your good sense. But, at this time of year, it is perfect for a skating rink on the bay before the heavy snow and the wild wind blows your face off. The skating rink does not last long. It is based on luck really.
Last year we got one good day of skating before the temp creeped back up and the neighbour came along and walked on the rink leaving deep prints that made it impossible to use again. Grrr.
|This bump nearby is actually a beaver house! Don't get nosy because the ice is weak around it. They are hot little creatures.|
|Must knit this boy a proper wool olympic sweater...|
|I love my new outdoor skates with the wool lining!|
The river is rather high this year and the water has flooded up to the place where we station our fishing cabin during the summer. It has a little stove in there that one could use to boil up a few mugs of heat. I just might try this if the weather keeps giving us these perfect rinkable days of December.
|And after you are good and frozen and exhausted, you must climb this!|