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Originally Posted by Quilt Lady
Soon, we begin to hear that special sound - like the tinkling of a glass windchime - and we know it's "Playtime". We go down to the dock with sticks and poke at the ice as it drifts by. It is now extremely honeycombed and shatters into a thousand little pieces. The pieces look like foot long icicles.
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QL, thanks for the wonderful, vivid description. Despite many decades spent at the lakes, last year was the first time I had the opportunity and timing to experience that special sound and see the way the ice breaks up. What I remember is a gentle breeze that pushed the ice pack just enough to cause the little pieces to push up against the rocks on the shoreline. All around there was this subtle sound as if a thousand glass tubes were being broken under a blanket. It took me awhile to figure out what was causing it.
I took a few crude videos with my digital camera. If you listen VERY closely, you can hear the sound. But as always, the photographic capture doesn't approach the experience of the real thing.
Thanks for reminding me.