How fun on a cold winter day to clamber down onto the ice and watch a 40 year old wooden ice boat get rigged up and fly off.
The Mayberry gang has a small fleet (3? 5?) of these boats (this one is on loan.) The warm winters of the past few years have kept them in storage. I’ve been hoping for a chance to see them up close. And indeed! One tease on facebook this morning, then a call from Kirke, and whoosh! There we were!
Of course, experience, the quality of the ice and the wind have everything to do with how fast a person can go, but they say ice boats can move faster than the wind. Today’s ice had some slush on top, yet the cove is very shallow and the temps have been frigid.
As we were leaving, more friends came out with hot beverages, snacks and ice skates. Growing up in Delaware, I recall many winters skating on lakes, but it’s been decades since I’ve been outdoors on ice in winter. I squinted my eyes and felt certain for a moment that it wasn’t 2014 at all, but a long, long time ago. Timeless fun.