A week ago my son and I drove past Gate 7 after school one day and this is what we saw.
It was a man and his son.
The dog was there, too.
All were out on the ice where the father had drilled a hole in the ice getting ready to go fishing.
I yelled, “How deep?”
“Six inches,” was the shouted reply.
So, I guess it’s safe to walk on the ice.
Or, maybe not with the warm weather.