Sunday morning I was trying to sleep in when Grasshopper wakes me saying "The ice is moving! The ice is moving!", and indeed it was. If you look closely you can make out the tree line road heading from the dock to the Sullivan's. Normally it is 100 feet off to the left and goes to Bedrock.

The ice was rolling up the ramp.

The tiny bergy bits were still 2 to 3 inches thick.

We had to shovel the ice off the ramp to save the motor.

The ice bent back the dock legs and bent the steel cross pieces like "butta".

The dock and boat went in among the ice cubes.

We left the trailer in in case the boat sank.

We still had to keep an eye out for bigger bergy bits which were still 6 to 8 inches thick. I took Grasshopper across to Bedrock and she went to town to vote and get some groceries. Later on the ice left and I took a tour around the lake and determined that we were ice free at last.

This morning the boat was still floating. There was a little dribble, but, as I understand it, that is to be expected when you get to a certain age. So the trailer was pulled out.

Then Mr. and Mrs. Tunes gave us a float past.

The water level has dropped a lot. There is still water on the Notman road at the river, but slowing down.

Hey Rob C. I lost your phone number. Call before you come up.
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