So, two weekends ago, on a balmy (seriously) 23 degree day in January, MEL and I walked across the lake and wandered around the Pond Hockey Championships for a couple of hours. It was highly entertaining, and we had the best brats I have ever eaten.
We started off by treking across the frozen lake:
Checked out some of the sights outside:
For those of you from warmer climes, a reminder that everything that you have seen so far has been actually on the frozen lake:
(See--the little boy is wearing skates.)
I will note that little boys and men have many things in common:
(The boys also had hockey jerseys on, but under their coats.)
There were some *extremely* high-tech ways to hold shin guards in place:
Many children--and some adults--were using sleds to get around:
As always; the planes from MSP joined us:
The warming hut was on the beach, rather than on the lake itself, and there were stairs:
Here is the view from the beach behind the warming hut--the hut is on the left in this picture. Note the lifeguard stand:
The warming hut looked about like you would expect on the inside. Beer, brats, coats, flatscreen TVs showing other winter sporting events:
We watched a few games, warmed up, had some brats, and then walked across the lake and went home. One the way home, we saw this man out on the lake:
Because, um, sure. It's 23 degrees out. Why *not* go for a bike ride on the frozen lake?