I crossed to the Moss Glen side of the river, testing carefully all the way.
I was fully equipped wearing 3 layers of clothes, 2 layers of socks, a big parka, mitts, a hat and a life jacket.
I carried an ax – for testing the ice thickness, a 10′ pole, and was harnessed to a canoe which I dragged a foot behind me – just in case the ice broke and I had to jump into it.
In my pockets were a chisel and a very sharp crochet hook (’cause I couldn’t find the screw drivers).
My boots had dry wall screws imbedded in them so I didn’t slide or blow away in the wind… (it brings a whole new meaning to "spiked heels")
The Calvin’s, who own and rent these cottages, were watching me cross with binoculars to make sure I got across the river safely.