It is the end of January and ever since we moved to Saskatchewan a little over seven years ago we could trust one thing: There would be snow, lots of it… and the temperatures would be well below freezing. I stopped in my tracks when I saw so many ice fishing shacks parked near the access to the lake.
The images here were all captured yesterday, January 26th, 2015. The sun was shining and one would be a fool not to take advantage of + 6 Celsius and blue skies. The only question I asked myself was
“skis or runners?” You can clearly see why: I arrived at the beach about 3 km from our home and was surprised to see so little snow.
Deep puddles of water on the ice reflected the cloudless azure sky. I could hardly believe my eyes and inched closer…
…only to break through the thin layer of ice covering the crust below. Water was seeping through my runners immediately!
I zoomed in on some movement in the middle of the semi frozen lake and realized that ice fishermen are brave souls… this one and a friend had made their way by large SUV.
Panning to the right, evidence of a party who had arrived in several vehicles, now arranged reminiscent of circling wagons from the old westerns. I wonder if the saying “There is strength in numbers…” hold true here?
I was just about to change my mind about walking a short distance on the snow covered edge of the ice. I kept breaking through the surface, and water began to bubble up through the holes I had created, when I heard motor noise close by… and there he was: Another SUV left the safety of the shore behind and proceeded at speed across the slushy surface.
By the way he began to speed along…
…the thought that the person behind the wheel might have forgotten that he was not driving his boat came to mind as he sped on…
His first stop, a group of like minded ice fisher men before he moved from grouping to grouping without giving much thought to the surface he was driving on.
This was the point the red SUV negotiated when entering the “ice”. I looks more the end of March than January.
Safely back on land I realize that I am witnessing Roughrider Country at its finest. The number of green and white ice fishing shacks with and without a Roughrider Flag outnumber any other color combination on the ice/slush and off!
I guess this green paint was a mis-tint…
…but this one is dead on!
Time to head home, the sun is setting soon. What a great example of complementary colors in nature!
Global Climate Change is a reality. The east coast is experiencing another massive storm with record snow fall predicted while we are not complaining about the usual deep freeze this year. A photo essay I saw on one of National Geographic blogs last Sunday drove home this point further. Check out the link here, it begs the question what the future has in store.
I realize that we are in for some colder weather and even snow soon. But so far I am convinced that this is the year to stay home and enjoy a milder winter on the prairies!