On yesterday morning’s power walk, I was going at the top end of my pace when I came across this portion of the path shimmering in the early sunlight.

I noticed that the footprints just ahead of the path included skid prints. I immediately stopped to snap a quick photo and then inched my way slowly towards what I thought was black ice. I haven’t been needing my ice cleats on other paths, so I was relying on the treads of my running shoes to keep me upright.

Once I was reassured it was just melted frost, I picked my pace back up to complete my 6K power walk. I’m not keen on the idea of a slip and fall, and certainly not when my trail is a little more remote.

“Black ice, sometimes called clear ice, is a thin coating of glaze ice on a surface, especially on roads. The ice itself is not black, but visually transparent, allowing the often black road below to be seen through it.”

Wikipedia