When was the last time I saw a river start to ice over around here? Well I can remember taking photos of it on my Olympus Trip camera, which I was given for my 18th Birthday and as I was given an Olympus OM10 for my 21st birthday (and chickenpox, but that is another story) it must have been somewhere between 1978 and 1981.
Mr Redcar was telling me the other day about the phenomena of discs of ice floating in rivers, something neither of us had ever seen for ourselves, well I saw some yesterday, they were nothing like as dramatic as this, but hey, this is a fast flowing, small river. They were forming in an eddy, the bubbles that formed as the water came over some rocks, swirled around in the eddy and latched on to the ice disc as it turned.
I may have to sneak back today and see how they are getting on.
There was also the most gobsmackingly beautiful hoar frost, with ice crystals the size of soap flakes
(more photos of that to follow) but I’ll leave you with Spud, ‘carving the powder’.