It is the 120 feet of icy cold water below the ice that scares me, even when that ice is 2 feet thick. I tend to cross as quickly as possible.
We did stop to admire the sunset, and my friend riding with me said "Aren't we lucky?" - and we all had to agree, cold or no.
We did stop to admire the sunset, and my friend riding with me said "Aren't we lucky?" - and we all had to agree, cold or no.