Bright sun, but still below freezing. Rumors of ice, but no email announcements. I'll have to check the iceboat hotline later. (You would think ice boaters would not call it a hotline.) Regardless, the boats are as ready as I can make them.

Speaking philosophically: for ice-boaters, every weekend from Thanksgiving to St. Patrick's Day has to be tentative. Weddings, funerals, and things like that have to be scheduled conditionally, depending on ice. Clear, hard, sailable ice only comes along every so often, and ice boaters have to be ready, ready to drop everything and head to frozen water.

It's a goofy sport.

And, I can't wait to find out if we will be sailing tomorrow.