Today, while at Two Moons Park, I fell through the ice while trying to cross from the shore to an island. Luckily, it was pretty shallow, and I only fell through to my thighs. It was a warm day (45 degrees) so the cold wasn’t too bad or dangerous. Actually, the smell was far worse than the cold. The water and muck smelled rancid. So, I shot these real quick and hurried home.
No more miracles on the water