Ice, but not solid.
Thrill-seeker? Avid fisher?
Brave? Nuts? Maybe both.
When we explored eastern Arizona recently, we caught sight of people on top of a frozen lake. Sure, we’ve seen some partial freezing, but none solid enough to bear such weight. I commented on what a cool picture it would be and that was all hubby needed to head back to check it out.
Those who know me would say I’m a big chicken by nature (I prefer “cautious” because it sounds less poultry) so it’s no surprise that I was skeptical about the wisdom of testing the ice. My skepticism turned to wonder as I noticed the lake wasn’t even all the way frozen. They seemed so unconcerned with silly things like falling in and getting trapped under the ice.
I might be under the influence of too many made-for-TV movies.
Now if I’d found this lake in Canada, or Minnesota, or some other place with temperatures cold enough to freeze this desert rat to the bone, perhaps I may have ventured out to feel the slickness under my soles. Then again, it’s likely I would’ve remembered the misery of falling* and still been content observing from shore.
* When my older son was five, we gave in to his begging and took him to a roller skating rink. All went well until I heard him squeal behind me, so I turned around…just in time to see his legs come out from under him and slide into me, tumbling me like a domino. For weeks, it hurt to sit and I sported this massive blue/purple/green bruise on my right cheek/hip. The worst part? Due to its location I couldn’t even show it off to garner sympathy 😛
I hope you have a wonderful weekend, whether you are normal, insane or anywhere in between!