Here toasting my feet by the pellet stove after coming in from the pond. Temp around 5 above, another cold night.
Ventured out on the ice with a crow bar to see if I could open the frozen over ice hole. Stabbed at the ice on the way out just incase I was were I shouldn't have been. Got to the area and couldn't see any bubbles, everything was frozen over.
Took a poke at the area and with two strikes broke through. The air comes gushing out and I poked again to open another hole. The white area disappears as the air rushs out, and the ice begins to crack, made me a little concerned for a moment. Then all the air eacapes and a small gyser of water comes rushing out. Poked around a couple of more times to open an area of about 2 feet in diameter, and the water is realing rolling.
I'm finding ponding is an adventure even in the winter. Saw a beautiful red fox as I was coming in for the pond, wish I had brought the camera.
