As I returned from working this afternoon in CR, I decided to see if I could find a red-tailed hawk along the edge of the farm fields surrounding Lake Macbride. No luck with a hawk sighting. Instead, I hear the sound of something or someone scraping a sharp edge or blade on the ice. The scrapping noise get louder as I continue towards the boat ramp on the north edge of the lake. Finally thru the trees, I see something flash by. "What was that?" I asked.
A few minutes later, I found an open area where I can see someone is ice sailing. I grabbed my camera and got off a few shots as he flies by again. I can only estimate, but I would be willing to bet that his speed was over 50 mph.
Now I know what to do on a cold winter day on a frozen Iowa lake.