Ice crossings with Maryjane
Maryjane had not ever been to our house during the winter before. She was amazed to see that there was a hill in the Way and Beyond! I had no idea she'd not seen that before.
Before we explored that, we went for a walk down to the pond. I showed her inside Jopi Tipi and we walked across the ice. It would be such a lovely pond to skate on! I'm glad I got some skates from the dump!
I had on my gopro head camera and took videos of us till we got to Iceberg pond. We crossed the canary grass meadow on the clothwalk. I pointed out what the beavers had done to the trees around the pond. We walked onto the pond, eventhough the waterfall, although frozen was trickling into a hole in the ice.
We got near the lodge and made the mistake of standing there. Maryjane could hear 'people' talking. It was the Old Men sound that beavers make when they talk to one another.
I moved and heard a small crack. I knew it was the ice, but dismissed it as the twig poking through the ice.
Then I heard another, so ran, the ice cracking as I got onto shore. Maryjane had just stepped right onto the lodge beside us. What a scare. I guess because the beavers use their lodge all the time, the ice can't form as thickly there. We were so glad we were safe.
No more walking on that ice! The spring also enters that pond and exits near the lodge, creating four total thin ice areas on Iceberg Pond. Four excellent reasons not to walk on that ice. We did skate on half of it years ago, though.
I stood by the hammock wrapped tree and tried to see if my cell phone would work. It did! I called Willem in town and Maryjane called my cell phone! How amazing that it works in the hollow! Wonderful!
We walked around the pond, crossed the spring, stood and talked about Alida's tipi spot, photographed ourselves by the frozen waterfall and then returned on the clothwalk to Fiddlehead pond.
We walked through the alders to Serenity Dippity Pond. I showed Maryjane where our Joe Pye tipi had stood, the two hammocks hanging from the four poles where we had lain each year when she visited on labour day weekend.
We sat in the chairs I had put up in the alders yesterday so they wouldn't be lost in the snow. It began to snow, slowly at first, but as we sat and talked, the snow became heavier and heavier. By the time we stood up, I had an inch of snow in my lap.
We did try walking on that pond, as it was open water along the stream. We walked back to Fiddlehead Pond and to her car at the end of Kingfisher lane
Before we explored that, we went for a walk down to the pond. I showed her inside Jopi Tipi and we walked across the ice. It would be such a lovely pond to skate on! I'm glad I got some skates from the dump!
I had on my gopro head camera and took videos of us till we got to Iceberg pond. We crossed the canary grass meadow on the clothwalk. I pointed out what the beavers had done to the trees around the pond. We walked onto the pond, eventhough the waterfall, although frozen was trickling into a hole in the ice.
We got near the lodge and made the mistake of standing there. Maryjane could hear 'people' talking. It was the Old Men sound that beavers make when they talk to one another.
I moved and heard a small crack. I knew it was the ice, but dismissed it as the twig poking through the ice.
Then I heard another, so ran, the ice cracking as I got onto shore. Maryjane had just stepped right onto the lodge beside us. What a scare. I guess because the beavers use their lodge all the time, the ice can't form as thickly there. We were so glad we were safe.
No more walking on that ice! The spring also enters that pond and exits near the lodge, creating four total thin ice areas on Iceberg Pond. Four excellent reasons not to walk on that ice. We did skate on half of it years ago, though.
I stood by the hammock wrapped tree and tried to see if my cell phone would work. It did! I called Willem in town and Maryjane called my cell phone! How amazing that it works in the hollow! Wonderful!
We walked around the pond, crossed the spring, stood and talked about Alida's tipi spot, photographed ourselves by the frozen waterfall and then returned on the clothwalk to Fiddlehead pond.
We walked through the alders to Serenity Dippity Pond. I showed Maryjane where our Joe Pye tipi had stood, the two hammocks hanging from the four poles where we had lain each year when she visited on labour day weekend.
We sat in the chairs I had put up in the alders yesterday so they wouldn't be lost in the snow. It began to snow, slowly at first, but as we sat and talked, the snow became heavier and heavier. By the time we stood up, I had an inch of snow in my lap.
We did try walking on that pond, as it was open water along the stream. We walked back to Fiddlehead Pond and to her car at the end of Kingfisher lane