We went and set up camp on the ice.

The tent stakes drove three inches into the ice. The ice was near 1 foot thick. We only used three stakes, as well as deadmans. (deadmen?) We made the deadmen by coiling rope around a tent stake, then piling snow on top. The ice had about 1 inch of snow on top. After the wind picked up, all the snow you see here was gone. Only dark blue ice lay after.

Taking a compass bearing off the Long Island light.

We got bearings off the Long Island light, which blinked green in the distance. This was for if it was snowing the next day. Snow, even a light snow, reduces visibility to 1-2 miles or less.

The night was quite surreal. The ice created an audio kaleidoscope for our ears. I’ve heard the ice make sounds before. But being that our ears were literally resting upon it, and our bodies surrounded by it, we felt it’s effects intensely. Many times we were startled awake by ice sliding off cliffs into the water near shore, and cracks forming somewhere out there. Needless to say, we slept well in mother natures ice womb.

The heat cleared the ice. We could see the sandy bottom 13ft under

We left early the next morning. The ride was quite easy as the wind was at our backs.

That blinking green light (smaller tower on left)

End of The Road

Small Icebergs ebb and flow in the distance.

Long Island Lighthouse #2 in The Distance

After fun and hiking we had our lunch, PB&J, and headed home. The wind had increased and the sun was going down. The wind was now blowing the snow off of the ice. That bit of snow was our only traction. The ride back was slow and laborious. It took every ounce of mental energy to stay balanced. If we began to lose our line, we would began long steady arches off course. Then, we either stopped and moved our bikes back on course… or fell on our ass. The sun was going down.

Going Home.

That was one for the books!

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Ride On~!