Reading Week

My break was for the most part uneventful and relaxing. I did a lot of homework, played drums, listened to new music, watched a few movies and had some good times with friends... Mostly run of the mill things. But of course I had to put a little bit of a ‘Jana Twist’ on reading break.

It all started with spending a whole day at the shop tuning up our vehicles with my dad. It was supposed to be a routine changing of the oil, but of course when I had finished that my dad found more things to do. It’s a long list, but I sure learnt a lot about replacing water pumps and accessory belts : ) The Father – Daughter fun continued the next day when the Wind-chill warning was lifted and it was safe to spend the day at the lake.

Skidooing is a Heyer tradition. I actually can’t remember a time when we didn’t have one. We have come along way from the old John Deer Sled, and Saturday was spent on all the great trails around Iroquois, Constance and Emerald Lakes about an hour and a half North of the City. It was great except for a little ‘incident’ during fishing…

So you know what Murphy ’s Law is right? It’s the probability law that 'all that can go wrong will go wrong.' Well there are a lot of things that can go wrong at the Ice shack when there is a three foot by two foot hole in the floor. I was sitting on the couch doing a little reading for English class and fishing while we were up at the lake this past Saturday. Of course I had my CD player along and had my head phones around my neck because my Discman was off and I was talking with my dad. I had totally forgotten about my headphones when my dog barked to be let in (it was -20 so I she comes in a lot to warm up). So forgetting that I was still attached to my Discman I got up to let Lindy in. Just before I got to the door, I heard a sploosh. Murphy’s Law had kicked in with full force as I watched my Discman sink to the bottom of the lake. Where we were the water is crystal clear and only about 15 feet deep, so my dad pulled out a big Jack fish spoon with a gigantic hook and spent about ten minutes fishing it out of the lake. (photo bellow) My CD is gone (it was the Finals CD of a previous post…) and I have yet to try the CD player to see if it works. I’ve let it dry out for the last few days and don’t really have high hopes for it working, but we’ll see. So my day of hands being numb from the cold, badly bruising my knees (that’s a whole other story), having to choose between Rummy-o tiles and boggle for mid afternoon entertainment and getting stuck on Three separate logs on the trails (and having to pull my mom out of all three as well) wasn’t a complete loss after all. If the day had gone off without a hitch it would have been far less interesting I think.

Here are a few pictures so that you can vicariously enjoy the frigid day:


The 'Ice Palace'

How thick the Ice is so far this year

Lindy Ice fishing

Cheezy "Happy Family Vacation' picture.

Fishing my Discman out of the lake

So after that glowing recommendation of ice fishing if anyone wants to go up on a Saturday let me know. Just don’t bring a Discman…