I met a gentleman and his dog at Crystal Lake. He was going to climb the icy cliffs with only crampons and an ice pick. No ropes. His dog enjoyed eating the discarded bait from the ice shacks. The wind was bitterly cold. The man told me that he does this once a day no matter what the weather.
I walked out onto the lake with them, past the ice shacks and looked back at the shore and took this photo. We were at the tail end of our latest big snow storm (18 inches).