Despite the zero degree morning Dave called for a paddle yesterday. Without the wind, it feels warmer Shelburne bay looks totally frozen up, but things are clear on the broad lake side of the point.
We went south, letting Dave play ice breaker on the thin stuff between Meach Island and shore. Turnaround point was a bit north of Charlotte town beach.
Lots of ducks about and at least one eagle (we saw a lot, but only one at a time, so might have been just one.)
One good thing about this weather is you can just drag your boat between the cars and the water.
We went south, letting Dave play ice breaker on the thin stuff between Meach Island and shore. Turnaround point was a bit north of Charlotte town beach.
Lots of ducks about and at least one eagle (we saw a lot, but only one at a time, so might have been just one.)
One good thing about this weather is you can just drag your boat between the cars and the water.
This buoy was slowly turning. From a distance is was confusing as it was changing color between white and green.
Dave discovered that touching a buoy with a wet mitten in zero degree weather is like touching your tongue to a light pole (but not as painful). Not sure if he left any neoprene behind when he tore it off.
On those lines, I had to smash ice off the dry box to get it open (to get the camera). I had a lot of trouble getting it shut again and wasn't confident that it sealed well, so no more rolls after this picture.
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