Drift Assesment #4

Easily my favorite experience on my drifts was going to the beach in winter. After I jumped down that slight hill there were no sounds except for the waves rolling in and the ducks peacefully swimming around. I just sat on a log and watched everything for probably 30 minutes and was so relaxed. It was like being in Antarctica. The sky was gray and soft and you could barely tell on the horizon where the lake stopped and the sky started. The beach was mostly frozen and covered in snow and ice and that extended out into a peninsula that formed a quiet bay where the ice flows grouped together. The whole thing was great because it was so unexpected.