There's nothing like walking along a harbour or shore line when the ice is just freezing over. Where the waves will still move it but the ice is just thick enough to hold a semblance of shape. It cracks, moves and grinds against each sheet and the sound is hauntingly eerie. This is what I heard as we walked along the boardwalk at Harbour Front. Checking out the ice build up on the boats, watching the skaters on a rink and generally freezing our butts off. Worth it for the experience and the harsh light at times.