Thompson Lake is frozen solid enough to walk on, at least in most places. We didn’t venture really far on it. There was a small village of ice fishing shacks near the far shore. People who (we hope!) knew what the limits were had driven cars and pickup trucks out on the lake. We’ll leave it to those who know more than we do, for the time being, anyway. In places the wind had swept the ice clear of snow and the ice was almost transparent, with lots of bubbles and tiny cracks showing. I tried to take a picture. I think you had to be there to appreciate the beautiful clarity.
