I took another wander around my local lake today to see how the melt was coming along. I've good news. The ice has broken into a number of large rafts and it being blown here and there by the wind. At one point I watched it being pushed up and over a cement wharf. It's always amazing to watch the slow, unstoppable power of so much weight once it begins to move.
It made me realise, it was no place to be in a kayak. The temptation was there, especially when I saw the open water along the shore. I could paddle there, I thought. Later as the ice quickly closed the gap and tumbled over the wharf and up the shoreline, I began to think otherwise.
Patience is the game here. Another day or two and I'll be out there...
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