It was a gorgeous winter weekend Saturday outside of Townsend at Canyon Ferry Lake, and while watching a myriad of people enjoying their sunny day on the ice, the forms began to take shape in the distance. Ice fishermen drove trucks and four wheelers to their lucky spot hoping for fresh dinner, and more material for lies at the local tavern. A group of ice sailboats floated with quiet speed and razor sharp accuracy, an ultralight flew at a low elevation surveying the tiny world below putting his personal view of life, and the moment in perspective. And lastly, a group of dirt bikers with ice studded tires raced in random circles and patterns over and over again making forms that would soon return back.....back to ice. Back to ice and water, and never to be seen again….