06 January 2010

Thin Ice

As you all know, I live in the Scandahoovian Hinterlands. It's cold here. Very cold.

However, we Scandahoovians are hearty breeds. We love us some winter activities. Snowmobiling, ice fishing, skiing ~ of the cross country and downhill types ~ and so many others.

Ice fishing is one I don't understand...but then I don't understand regular summer time fishing either. Going out on the ice, drilling a hole and sitting there for hours, where you may or may not catch a fish is not my idea of fun.

Going out on the ice is the biggest deal breakers for me. I just can't wrap my head around driving a huge arsed vehicle out on our many lakes and rivers. Yes, we're cold here in the Hinterlands, and yes, the ice does get very thick, but still. I always think about falling through while in a vehicle.

We're bombarded with stories around this time of year, stating that the ice may or may not be thick enough, and to use caution when out on the rivers and lakes.

Today on the way into work, there was a news story about how a 46 year old man was doing well after falling through the ice. He told his rescuers that he fell though as he was walking the ice edge, trying to determine how thick the ice was. Um, yeah. Darwinian thinking much? If there is an edge to the ice where you can see open water? The ice isn't thick enough, and you should stay the hell off.

But then that's just me...City Nonnie, who thinks these sportsmen are crazy to begin with.

Until later...