The ice melted just enough around the edge of Martel Lake for my first canoe trip of the year. Ice still covers 95% of the lake so Ogre Island is still out of reach.
It’s been a long winter – last year I was canoeing 3 weeks earlier, on 3/19.
Mika was delighted to be back in the boat and Travis patrolled the shore for chipmunks as we paddled along the thin margin of melted ice.
Bald eagles were feasting on the dead fish that always float to the surface when the ice goes out.
My shoulders feel good from the paddle.