The other night while at anchor, a pack of ice floated by. I had started to forget how cold it was! I haven't seen ice in the water since my days spent sailing in Alaska. Granted, this was such a small amount of ice that it didn't even touch what we'd see in the Cook Inlet. Either way, it was a little novel and helped break up the monotony of an anchor watch. Combined with some moon light...and some anchor lights....it was quite picturesque!