The Drums Beats On…

The drums beats on.

A steady, unmistakable call rising from lakes that reaches deep into the heart of every iceboater. The ice is speaking, she is calling us from near and far, offering rewards to those willing to listen.

That call carries on through the din. Through work, schedules, obligations, long-planned commitments, and the endless list of tasks that seem to anchor us away from the ice. There is always a reason not to answer. Cast off whatever is holding you back.

But the drums beat on.

Hear the call. Answer the call.

As already reported here and by Bill at iceboat.me, our big lakes are showing their thick, dark, and just a bit battle-scarred ice. The kind of ice that stirs the soul.

Tonight’s call will no doubt be a lively one. Where we have ice, where we go, and how we make the most of what’s in front of us will lead the discussion. Talk than.

The Spring season is speaking.

The drums are beating.

Will you answer?

John
DN5023
John@neiya.org