When Carnegie Ice Melted Memories


By Steve Hiltner, author of the blog Princeton Nature Notes

I stepped out onto the ice on Carnegie Lake just in time to catch the sunset over the Washington Road bridge. Jets, like metal blades on ice, had left their etchings in the sky, to catch the sun’s last rays. I skated towards the sunset, unaware of the inner journey about to be taken.

The white flag at Harrison Street had been signaling for three days that it’s time to surrender to your long dormant desire to ice skate.

Princeton’s response to winter’s call was etched in the light dusting of snow. This is sustainable skating, the sort that doesn’t require digging up ancient fuel to run the machines to make the ice or to erect and maintain a building around a rink.  Click to read more…