We soon came across and irresistible and recently frozen fresh water lake. Finding great delight in walking over the submerged rocks we soon found ourselves walking on the thin newly formed ice just to see how strong it was. With clear vision of what was underfoot jumping, skating (on thin ice, ha, ha, ha) and moon walking our way to the other side before continuing on our journey.
It was not until we were well on our way into the wind scours that the tummy slides and rap dancing started. Shrieks of laughter could be heard by all abominable snowmen in the vicinity as we first started slipping and sliding across the glassy surfaces of frozen ponds. This soon led to break dancing and power slides after running and launching oneself at high speeds across the frictionless ice.
The trip back down the icy tongue of snow was much quicker than the death defying wind scour section of the days walk. However we were unable to resist the temptation of yet another flat icy frozen glacial lake. Back packs were off and the moves once again came out. The swallow dives were mixed in with a little bit of curling and mini golf but just as fun. Arriving back at our happy little melon in a state of euphoria the plans for the rest of the afternoon and evening were set.
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