Tuesday, 7:00 AM. 20 degrees, wind W, light to moderate, the sky is blue, but the barometer still predicts precipitation. It will be a beautiful day in the woods. Two ferries, one coming in each direction, are making their way quickly this morning, now that the channel is quite wide. A few fishing tugs have been tentatively venturing out of their berths, doing their part to break up the ice, as is the one pictured. Commercial fishing is a tough business, cold, wet and often dangerous, but it evidently has its compensations, such as enjoyed by a crew member riding, balanced on the top of the cabin, as the amazingly powerful tug runs up on the ice, its sheer weight crashing through it. It’s even fun to watch. It appears the Coast Guard patrol boat might be ready to pull him out of the drink if he is pitched in.
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