Above: The day after I arrived, with freshly fallen snow. It was too cold for my shell jacket, though I did feel a bit silly in my parka. You can see the river doesn't have any ice in it.
Above: One week later, I feel quite happy with my parka, as well as my balaclava, at -16C (-22 with wind chill). This photo was taken at the same place (on the dike) as the previous image, although at a slightly more inland angle.
Above: a few days after I arrived, while flying over to Moosonee, you can see some ice beginning to gather in the river.
Above: Ice continues to gather in the river.
Above: probably close to the last boat to brave crossing the river. Taken from up near the Eco Lodge
Above: several days later, just about one week after arrival, the river is suddenly full of ice chunks. I was tempted to try walk over some of it, but fortunately have hidden some common sense somewhere that decided to speak up against it.
I managed to find a small amount of water that hadn't yet frozen.
The ice had piled up just over a metre (3-4 feet) along the edge of the river.
Above: The temperature really wasn't that bad. Okay, I did happen to put the hood back up after this photo.
It may be a little out of season for this now.