Oi! We had the first fragile ice coating on our lake this week ... it heralds much colder weather to come, about which I'm rather reticent. I decided to venture out one last time in my kayak since there was no wind and the sun was out - what a lovely day for November!
I found a swollen bladderwort floating and looking quite happy, with healthy bladders on it. No flower or rafts. The water was exquisitely clear.
The ice sheets were really thin and easily broken when kayaked through, but it made one heck of a loud noise! It felt as if everyone on the lake would hear me, and I started feeling very self-conscious. Also, if I didn't angle my paddle edge correctly and break the ice, I wasn't able to propel myself forwards - the paddle would just slide across the top.
It was fun seeing bubbles and gurgles appear in the delicate coating as the ice fractured around my bow - I couldn't curb my enthusiasm enough to keep my hands out of the water, and was also concerned that the ice might spread and block my route home if I ventured as far as I really wanted to, so I came home sooner than hoped, with very cold hands.
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