… on Pickerel Lake. Time to hook up the aerator so that even with a thick ice cover the finny folk will have oxygen. That means roping off a big patch of lake so that snowmobilers don’t go swimming. That means augering holes in the ice, inserting posts, and stretching line. This evening, just as darkness was descending, we got in the four corner posts which define the area. Only 60 more to go tomorrow.