On Saturday March 7th Margarit, Helena, Hank and I took a drive over to nearby Beaverdam Lake. The temperature got up to about +11 at one point, but it didn't feel as warm as the thermometer suggested. It was quite heavily overcast for most of the day, and there was a bit of a breeze.
We went for a walk on the shore of the lake, and down along Shunda Creek, where it exits the lake. We were startled and surprised to see a small flock of ducks on a little patch of open water. There is a lot of sulphur in the water, I assume from some of the nearby coal seams, and except for periods of extreme cold, there is often open water on the lake.
As we walked along the creek, Hank got a little too close to the edge of the ice, and broke through into the creek. It was in a spot that was deep enough that he was fully submerged. You could see the panic in his eyes as he hit the cold water. The girls immediately tried to pull him out with his leash, but his collar slipped off. Margarit had to quickly kneel down and grab him before the current pulled him away. Needless to say that put a quick end to our stroll as he had to take Hank back to the cottage and get him dried off and warmed up.
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