Thursday, December 08, 2005
It's not the cold, it's the wind chill. Wait, no, it IS the cold.
I was up in Duluth on Monday, just in time to see the very beginnings of the ice forming on the bay up there. Before the inlets along Lake Superior's shore freeze (some go faster than others--for example, by Ashland, the bay's already frozen, because it's one of the more shallow & sheltered areas on the water), a layer of what looks like steam floats & rushes over the top of the water for a few days, as all the temperatures mingle and the very first cracklings of ice form across the water's top. It's pretty cool to watch. Literally.