Outdoor Ontario

Off Topic => Anything Goes => Topic started by: Charline on January 22, 2024, 11:26:01 AM

Title: Frozen Island
Post by: Charline on January 22, 2024, 11:26:01 AM
I thought you'd enjoy seeing some winter scenes from yesterday


https://youtube.com/shorts/ReHHwJVy-JE (https://youtube.com/shorts/ReHHwJVy-JE)




https://youtube.com/shorts/DFnXvpZxs7o (https://youtube.com/shorts/DFnXvpZxs7o)
Title: Re: Frozen Island
Post by: Bird Brain on January 22, 2024, 11:59:54 AM
Wow, lots of ice! 
Title: Re: Frozen Island
Post by: Shortsighted on January 22, 2024, 02:39:26 PM
How did you get to the island if the water seems frozen as far as one can look? I didn't imagine that there would be that much littoral ice considering that it hasn't been very cold for very long. You got guts to cover the expanse of the island in mid-winter. How was the ground surface for walking? Any off-road trail around here is hazardous, so I can't imagine that it is anything more accommodating on the island. Were the natives friendly?
Title: Re: Frozen Island
Post by: Charline on January 22, 2024, 11:14:36 PM

There are residential areas on the island. I have met some friendly people. Once I even got some fruit juice from the fire station. :D


There are roads and trails. I believe only the official vehicles are operating. The ferry can take those vehicles.

This clip will show you the ferry which is actually an ice breaking fireboat:
https://youtube.com/shorts/V5GsAUDNV2Y (https://youtube.com/shorts/V5GsAUDNV2Y)
Title: Re: Frozen Island
Post by: Shortsighted on January 23, 2024, 07:23:51 AM
What a delightful and thorough answer to my question, which is something that I've come to expect that from you. Imagine that, an ice-breaking fire-boat! A truly utilitarian craft in spirit and not just because it ferries trucks and service vehicles. I bet the ducks appreciate having an ice-breaker in their midst. Now, if you could only capture some video from the bow of yonder vessel, taken perilously close to ice level because I understand that breaking up is hard to do, as would filming it. Funny how reluctant we are to abandon that term "filming". I much prefer it. Video is such a flaccid word. It conjures the trivial in my mind, like a cat named Fritz doing an arpeggio on a Bosendorfer. Whereas filming has gravitas, grandiosity and needs a crafted soundtrack. I prefer to think of you as a film maker. OK then, that's settled.

Where are you headed off to next? We are soon to have some warmer weather (above zero) and light winds, or no winds at all. Unfortunately the threat of drizzle persists to put a damper on expeditionary aspirations. I may try to go out too, in between sanding down cabinet doors and patching loose joint tape on the ceiling, all tasks that favour the shortsighted. The anticipation of wind-still days really appeals to me, as long as it's not raining, which might dissolve my veneer of commitment. 
 
Title: Re: Frozen Island
Post by: Bird Brain on January 23, 2024, 11:59:39 AM

There are residential areas on the island.
A really long time ago, visited that island, saw the fire station and played frisbee golf. So much fun!  There was also a nice cafe there.  Happy memories!  :)
Title: Re: Frozen Island
Post by: Charline on January 23, 2024, 12:08:27 PM

There are residential areas on the island.
A really long time ago, visited that island, saw the fire station and played frisbee golf. So much fun!  There was also a nice cafe there.  Happy memories!  :)


Yes, there are a seasonal cafe and a restaurant. Lots of young people come to skate and play hockey in the winter. The island is about 5 degrees colder than the city.
Title: Re: Frozen Island
Post by: Charline on January 23, 2024, 12:12:17 PM
What a delightful and thorough answer to my question, which is something that I've come to expect that from you. Imagine that, an ice-breaking fire-boat! A truly utilitarian craft in spirit and not just because it ferries trucks and service vehicles. I bet the ducks appreciate having an ice-breaker in their midst. Now, if you could only capture some video from the bow of yonder vessel, taken perilously close to ice level because I understand that breaking up is hard to do, as would filming it. Funny how reluctant we are to abandon that term "filming". I much prefer it. Video is such a flaccid word. It conjures the trivial in my mind, like a cat named Fritz doing an arpeggio on a Bosendorfer. Whereas filming has gravitas, grandiosity and needs a crafted soundtrack. I prefer to think of you as a film maker. OK then, that's settled.

Where are you headed off to next? We are soon to have some warmer weather (above zero) and light winds, or no winds at all. Unfortunately the threat of drizzle persists to put a damper on expeditionary aspirations. I may try to go out too, in between sanding down cabinet doors and patching loose joint tape on the ceiling, all tasks that favour the shortsighted. The anticipation of wind-still days really appeals to me, as long as it's not raining, which might dissolve my veneer of commitment.


Thanks for your kind words, SS.


There is an open channel for the big ships between the island and Portland. Most ducks and other waterfowls like to swim and forage there. 
Title: Re: Frozen Island
Post by: Shortsighted on January 23, 2024, 01:53:04 PM
Ice-free water is a must for fowl. I briefly stopped by Staines pond today and discovered a large oval of open water. There were hundreds of Canada geese and maybe three female Common merganser. I couldn't get close because the perimeter snow-covered ice might have been unsafe. I sat a few feet from shore on the ice to watch the scene for a while. Geese were constantly coming and going. Many were in the open water and just as many were standing around the edges and on the snow-covered ice of the southern portion of the pond. One goose came over to see me. I ignored it to show the rest of the fowl that I was not a threat. That goose did not like to be ignored. It came up to my left side, than walked around to my right side and found me bilaterally indifferent. It even honked softly in between incessant muttering, as if saying "look at me you prick", but I still pretended that I didn't see it. Hee, hee, hee.