We ventured out onto the lake on foot. The ice is getting thicker, now that we’ve had a couple of weeks of seasonable cold. There were lots of snowmobile tracks on it, and one ice fishing shelter close enough to get a good picture. There’s a small town of ice fishing huts across the lake, too far away to show up well in a picture.
A local advertising paper had several articles about an ice fishing derby that’s going to be held later this month, at the time when the ice is normally the thickest. In past years the biggest fish caught, a Togue, which is something like a landlocked salmon or lake trout, has run up to over 35 inches long. I think that’s from Lake Sebago, which is a much bigger lake than ours.
