Spending the holidays back home with family is all well and good but after several straight turkey dinners and a few too many screaming babies me and some friends decided we needed a break and with the weather up here being unseasonably warm what better way to slip away for a few hours than heading out onto the ice!
Got to the point at about 10ish in the morning and certainly weren't alone:
My buddy pulled out his trusty 300 year old auger which promptly died after doing 3 holes:
Luckily the guys near us lent us their manual one, even more luckily the ice was only 14 inches thick and the holes popped pretty easily (still gonna feel it in my arms tommorow I'm sure)
After a little while we managed to pull in a few for the skillet, here's yours truly with my lucky hat (aint that the ugliest hat ever!)
As the afternoon wore on the early wake up call combined with all the holiday feasting proved too much for some of us:
In fact at some point I think one of the guys fell in, damned if we knew where he was:
Around 3pm we decided to call it a day, everyone had caught at least a couple except for one of the guys who had lost at least a half dozen (but he insists it had nothing to do with his hook sets) when suddenly his line nearly tore his arm out of his socket, a mighty struggle followed and this resulted:
Yep, it was time to go home
I love coming home and visiting family but boy does spending time with your buds on the ice making complete fools of yourselves ever make for real holiday spirit.
Best of the season to all the OFNers, hopefully I can hit some ice back home (markham) in the new year. Have fun at the swill tonight
PS: all photos at Flickr