Just to reminisce:
I remember around ©1982 the ice was there. (GOD I'm getting old!) I drove there without any ice fishing stuff at all, and that includes experience. The entire lake, and every engine block within 100 miles, was frozen. I saw some comotion out in the middle of the lake and decided to walk out there. After about 1.5 miles I got to the International Ice Boat Race. There were at least two 14 wheel trucks filled with television camera crews and equipment, and 20 ice boats, and it was a whole city out there. After a few minutes I decided to run back to the west, at full speed. What a wild feeling, so free, so frozen, but I was fine, just running without friction, or age, for more than a mile, then AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!, a Skidding Halt! I stopped within 6 inches of a wide open crack about 3-4 feet wide. I was only about 2 feet wide back then, so it was extreme danger. But I survived to get a few small Lakers through the ice some years later and maybe I'll get some nice Browns some day. I just think of all those people who call me fat now and think about that crack. I will not fall through now, I can venture safely!!!