…and bike riding.

Clear ice (with boats on it) about half a mile out. The crud in between is sailable with a good breeze, and is melting. Tomorrow’s forecast—45 degrees with a stiff breeze. With luck, three of the four family iceboats will be sailing (and taking kids for rides, too.) (Nota bene, boat #4 is out on loan.)

On the way home we picked up Chicago-style hotdogs from Daddy Maxwell’s in Williams Bay and ate them in the car, overlooking ice. (Slightly less that half of mine ended up on my shirt, which I though was an accomplishment (given the nature of a Chicago dog).

Once back home my assistant helped me bring the E-bike up from the basement. And then I went for a ride, trying to avoid puddles and salt deposits, but enjoying it immensely.