Trek across the lake

One of the highlights from our visit to the cottage this past weekend:

Lying in the middle of a frozen lake in Algonquin Park, listening to the boomBOOM muffled cracks of the ice.

When cracks started appearing around us, I got a bit nervous:



Jeff reassured me that the ice was safe and the cracks were only on the surface, and I decided to believe him. It was the easiest crossing we've ever had. Though we had to be careful of our footing, it was fun to slide across the smooth surface, the expanse of smooth ice stretching around us in all directions.



When we got back, I found a package waiting for me from Sib! More on this soon.