Soon after sailing, we were frozen into a sheet of bay ice for some days.
Moreover, within our memory no man has been thus adrift on the bay ice.
Then he felt his way down across The Jug and out upon the Bay ice.
On days when there was a fair breeze it was great fun sailing an old sledge over the bay ice.
"We'll soon know now," said Charley, as the dogs swung in from the ...