The Marka River flows directly into the sea, and the Atlantic Ocean water flows back under the action of tides, which is called a tidal river.

Due to the low tide level, the banks end up with steep river flats, a unique topography that makes the Marka River less prone to freezing: the ice sinks and then the edges are crushed and broken, forming ice blocks of varying sizes.

Fortunately, these ice blocks are often relatively large, and the smallest one that outcrops the water surface has the size of a table, and the largest one can have the size of a basketball court, which is very amazing.

Of course, river ice floes are not the same as icebergs at sea, which are one-tenth of the surface of the water, and more of them are hidden underwater. The ice floe is divided in half, and half of it is floating on the surface of the river.

Watching the children jumping around flexibly on the ice, Chen Song exclaimed again and again: "Yo yo yo yo, lie down, lie ~ groove, hey good guy, hey~??" This big turn,, slot, ouch, ouch, alas, now this kid,, this boldness is too big, isn't this a play with life,!"

Walking on ice is not an easy activity, it is indeed very exercised, and it requires great physical strength, after all, you must concentrate when playing, and concentration will also consume physical strength.

Chen Daren was dumbfounded, and he muttered: "What do the parents of this child think of their children?, playing this on the river in winter will kill you." ”

Chen Song called the pastor, and when the pastor learned that they were playing with ice, he said lightly: "It's okay, they are not in danger, if someone falls into the river, you can help catch it." ”

After listening to this answer, Chen Song understood, no wonder there are few Icelanders, there is a reason.

Not to mention that his children play with this, even his dog plays with him, and the pastor is not worried at all.

Not to mention, the dogs who were rolling in the snow were attracted by the activities of the teenagers, and they lay on their stomachs in the snow and wagged their tails to watch, their eyes blazing.

The dogs were about to participate, but the teenagers got tired of playing and came up to rest out of breath.

Chen Song let go of the heart that had been hanging, and he said: "Okay, you guys are really amazing, let's play here today, go back to their respective homes." ”

Clay gasped and said, "Where is this? It's still early." ”

"Ouch, ouch,,, fishing rod!" Chen Daren's voice rang out violently.

Chen Song turned his head to see a fishing rod being dragged into the river with a whizz, and the two patronized to watch the child step on the ice and forget about fishing, and a fish bit the hook and dragged the fishing rod away.

Clay was quick and immediately rushed out and jumped on a piece of ice floe in front of him, which happened to have a lot of ice on the river, and the fishing rod was not dragged directly into the water after being dragged away, but collided with the ice and bounced.

When it was too late, Clay jumped on the ice and reached out to catch the rod with precision!

Chen Song gasped, he was about to say something awesome, but Clay was dragged forward after catching the fishing rod, the ice friction was too small, and Clay's weight was too small!

Fortunately, there were also dogs who reacted together, Brother Dao then jumped on the ice and opened his mouth to bite Clay's clothes, the bench dogs were short and out of reach, they bit Clay's trouser legs, and the people and dogs worked together to finally catch the fishing rod temporarily.

Chen Song also jumped on the ice, he lowered his center of gravity in steps, and finally caught the big salmon that bit the hook.

This fish is nearly half a meter long, it is definitely a big fish, no wonder Clay can't catch it, even an ordinary adult can't pull with it in this kind of environment on the ice, and today it has this catastrophe in its fate to meet Chen Song.

Clay made a meritorious service, Chen Song put the fish in a foam box and chilled it, then gave him a thumbs up and said: "Okay, you kid is amazing, the teacher owes you a favor, and I can promise you a condition that is not too much." ”

"Really?" the boy was excited.

Chen Song nodded and said, "Really, but not excessively." ”

The young man nodded, and when Chen Song threw off the hook again, he drew a cross on his chest and prayed with his eyes closed: "God, please bless the young man's fishing rod to be dragged down by the fish again." ”

If he didn't love him, Chen Song would have given him a brain collapse.

After the break, the teenagers continued to walk on the ice, and this time instead of jumping on the big ice cubes, they set their sights on the small ones.

After hearing their discussion, Chen Song was anxious, and he said: "What are you going to stay behind if you don't leave? You are not allowed to jump those small Xiaoice blocks, you are not afraid of falling into the water?"

"What are you afraid of? We all swim, and besides, winter clothes are buoyant. A child said nonchalantly.

This is the temper of the Vikings, which is determined by genes, family education and environment.

Clay knew that Chen Song was worried, and he comforted: "It's okay, young man, it's okay for us, my dad said that he had to step on ice when he was a child when he went to school, and at that time the river blocked the traffic on both banks, and if you want to pass through, you have to jump from one ice floe to another, which is just an ordinary mode of transportation." ”

Chen Song sighed: "It's too hardcore, you guys are too hardcore." ”

Walking on ice is not a simple matter, a large piece of ice is easy to say, and it is easy to change to a Xiaoice block.

From a physical point of view, if the floating ice block is unevenly forced, it will tilt, and the cold river water will overflow the ice surface, and the large ice block will be buoyant, and the Xiaoice block will be less buoyant, so you must jump to the center, not the edge, otherwise the ice block will not be able to maintain the balance and will definitely turn over.

However, Viking parents would still encourage ice treading, and the first Vikings lived in Iceland with a difficult time, they had to rely on fishing to survive, and in the winter they had to work part-time pirates to raid the seas, and had to deal with the horrors of the natural environment.

The Vikings certainly don't do looting anymore, but they have an adventurous spirit and a determination to challenge nature in their bones.

And now there is no bridge over any river in Iceland, let alone crossing the river by stepping on ice, and they keep this tradition as a training and ordeal for their children.

Vikings have always pursued the spirit of defying hardships and the ability to overcome difficulties, and those who excel in this area are praised and respected, especially in rural areas.

Of course, bravery does not mean recklessness, and the teenagers used to be relaxed when they jumped a large block of ice, but they became cautious when they switched to a small piece of ice, and no one dared to move.

Jumping on a large block of ice is completely different from jumping on a small block of ice, a large block of ice has enough space to cushion, and it can also provide a place to rest, with a high tolerance rate.

Small pieces of ice don't have these, and you have to jump steadily and ruthlessly, and you can't make mistakes in every step.

Clay wiped his nose and jumped out first, jumping four blocks of ice in a row before turning and jumping back to shore.

The vigorous exercise and mental tension made his face red, and his two nostrils were whirring out like a small chimney, and the other children came forward to cheer around him and treat him as the king of children.

This feeling made Clay very satisfied, he used to have severe allergies, so his physical fitness was relatively poor, and he had no status among his friends.

Another child was not convinced, and a stout boy said, "What's so great about you? Look at me, I'm going to jump ten pieces!"