This is a lesson on how to survive being an idiot and falling through the ice
I death rolled a laser about 20 times on the downwind leg of a race under the Throgs Neck Bridge in late November. There was no ice but there sure as hell was a suspicion there would have been if it wasn't thoroughly polluted by New York, New York. I don't even want to think about what kept the surface from forming ice. At least, in Newport, you had a reasonable expectation that the ice you were breathing in Frost Biting was mostly seawater.
|Oh sure, looks harmless in summer.|