I clambered over the pressure ridge at Brighton Beach to put on my skates. Caution was needed as the outer ice was being pushed under the ridge next to shore leaving water about 6 inches deep in spots. Away from the ridge the ice was great. I was gliding along on the largest freshwater lake in the world. I wasn’t alone as people were playing hockey, fishing, hiking, pulling sleds with kids, and even biking. It was February and it was lightly raining. Twice lightning flashed out on the lake. My ankles were giving out after about an hour so I headed to shore to photograph others enjoying the ice. Just before dark strong offshore winds came up and there was a mass exodus to get off the ice. No one wanted to be stranded if a crack opened up.