I had to paddle to the end of the bay to get a good look at the lake. I made it just out of our bay before I was stopped by the ice close to shore again. So I climbed the hill, climbed my favourite white pine, and had a good look at the ice. Most of the lake was still covered, but most of the bays, like ours, were nearly free of ice.
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