One hour later, we arrived in the lake area.
This is a big round shape freshwater lake located near a mountain, most of the trees have turned brown now. When it comes to the coldest month, the top of the black mountain would be covered by a white snow hat.
The frozen clear lake is like a huge mirror, reflecting the icy blue sky and the white fluffy cloud, making it become a beautiful art painting. According to my visual inspection, the thickness of the ice is less than 4 inches — not safe enough to walk on, but clearly enough to watch the fish swimming under the ice.
I parked the car on the bank of the lake, "Kruger, let's set up the tent together. Duncan, can you please make a hole in the ice layer of the lake?" Turning my head to look at Duncan, I urged, "But please be careful, the ice seemed not steady enough for you to step on it. Maybe you can find a heavy stone and throw it into the lake..."
