Everytime I see frozen bodies of water I remember the time I fell through the ice on a golf course pond when I was about 13. My friends and I would sled at the golf course because it had the best hills around. On the way home I got some bright idea to walk on the ice, on hole number nines pond. I made it about three quarters across, then I fell straight through. My friend was over the hill ahead of me and couldnt hear. All I can remember is grabbing for dear life. I tore up my forearms, knees, and shins getting out of there. I did make out and had to walk about a mile to get home. When I got home out of my clothes, they were so stiff the could stand up on there own. I am very thankfull not to make the news that day. So if you must go out on the ice, please be carefull out there.