I got the urge, a couple of days ago, to go exploring. So, I hopped into my car and went driving. Really smart, with the price of gas these days, eh? I remember the "good old days" when the Sunday drive was an accepted part of life. We'd all hop in the car, and head as far out into the country as we could go. In those days, it seemed that we would, inevitably, end up on a dirt road somewhere, with Dad mumbling and grumbling about what that road was doing to the car. Now, around here at least, I don't think you could find a dirt road.
I ended up down by Lake Ontario. I had a devil of a time trying to find a place to pull in, even though I was driving in a park. All of the parking lots were full of snow. I finally found one lot that had been plowed, so I got out of the car and started exploring, with my trusty camera around my neck. I had never seen the Lake in winter before. It's an entirely different body of water.
What surprised me the most was how dirty the ice was. Yellow, brown and generally icky wasn't what I expected. I wonder if that is pollution, or just the fauna that inhabits the lake?
I didn't stay out too long, because it was cold and desolate. Just to prove that I wasn't the only idiot out in the rotten weather, here are some ice fishermen. Now, there's a real brrrrrrrrr.