The men roll up fairly early, and we hang a bit at Glenn's. waiting for the predicted breeze to show. Around noon i we meander beachward, to find more locals on the ice, setting up more boats. A few of us get in some skating, waiting for the key ingredient. Soon the surface is alive with iceboats. Yesterday's strong breeze and 40 degree temps have polished the surface some, making the lighter air doable. Still a bit rough for those of us with a few days in this season on smoother surfaces, but totally acceptable to all who are eager to get the season underway. Out for a session, in for some tuning or refueling or socializing, then back out for more. Til the light again slants low, and we pack up and return to the nest. Glenn joins us for the evening, feeds us well, and we watch Shacklelton battle the Antartic, til lids droop.
Author, David Farmer, Spokane, WA.