Made it out today, was a decent day cold and windy though. Long quad ride into the lake about 1.5 ride each way. Got into a few fish about a dozen eyes and a few like, only managed 2 legal though. 1 Eye and 1 Pike. Dead sticking with a plain J hook and minnow had the most action for eyes, they were just sucking it in. Nice to get out though and have some moose sausage on the fire and will brown the fish in some butter tomorrow and enjoy it.

Side story.
We were heading across Seibert on our quads and we come across a 20' covered trailer half sunk in the ice I would say about half of it is out the front part is deeper. There was a big group of guys camped near the shore from it, the trailer is about 400 yards out from shore. But no one was at the trailer I could see a little D4 there but nothing going on it looked like it was just the trailer. On the way back there was guy's out there pumping water flooding the ice so I stopped and talked to them. The owner of the trailer was there, some fellow from Boniville, any how his truck is still attached to the front of the trailer he said it's sitting straight up down still hooked up to the hitch in 30' feet of water. They plan on building up the ice by flooding it then he's got some rig matts there he's going to push up to it and get a cable around the hitch and sling it he figures he should be able to pull it out. Seems to be a pretty smart old bush guy he's no dummy, well other than breaking his truck through the ice. He said they were driving along and two cracks came together to a V and the tip f the V broke and he went down with it.

Thanks for the update, Walleyes.
That is crazy about that truck and trailer down in Seibert.  That will take some work to get out no doubt.

That reminds me of the time (late 1990's El Nino year) I witnessed a truck break through Spencer Lake just after Christmas.
My brother and I took my quad across Touchwood lake to the Spencer trail and in that way.  It was a fairly brisk morning about -20C out but not that bad really, no wind.  We knew the ice was pretty sketchy because of the unusually warm weather that year.  We even purposely avoided that deep section on Touchwood in front of Bareass point on the way to the Spencer trail.  Even on the quad we went around to the left a bit to avoid the deep water section on Touchwood.

So we were riding along on Touchwood in the early morning twilight and here comes a Ford Bronco truck behind us roaring along about 50 mph.  They came up beside us and stopped.  A native guy was driving and we chatted a bit.  He was pretty friendly and kidded us about being in the cold on the quad.  I kidded back about the ice thickness to which he replied, lots of ice buddy.  We continued on to the Spencer trail and got set up there in front of that little point on the south end of that little bay on Spencer where the north trail come in.  The Bronco must have stopped and fished Touchwood for a bit.   We started catching walleyes like mad, they were biting non-stop.  Nothing big, but lots of them.

About a half hour later, we heard the roar of the Bronco coming down the hill and onto the lake.  He hit the ice and booted it coming right towards us.  That line kind on crosses where that little muskeg fed creek comes in on the southside of that north bay.  The morning was completely still and bit of ice fog hanging still.  As we watched, the Bronco's front end smashed through the ice and went down with the water about a 2 feet up the drivers door with backend still up.  It was kind of at a 45 degree angle through the ice with the whole front end submerged.  I can still remember to this day the guy get out of the window and jump onto the ice beside it and yell, "Son of a Bitch" at the top of his lungs.  The yell echoed around the lake. He didn't get wet and trotted over to us and asked me about bringing my truck in from the Touchwood campsite to help as he had seen the winch on my truck.  I told him sorry but there was no way I was taking my truck on thin ice, but would give him a ride out if he wanted on the quad. 

About 20 minutes later here comes his buddy in a little GMC Jimmy down the hill onto Spencer.  They hooked up a chain on the back bumper of the submerged Bronco and the Jimmy took a good run at it.  I said to my brother, watch this, it is going to be good.  The bumper came clean off the Bronco with the mighty jerk and the truck didn't even budge a bit.  We fished the rest of the day further down Spencer, and on our way out late that afternoon, there were few more trucks of native guys there still trying to pull him out.  It hadn't budged an inch though and was almost completely  broke trough at point.  I still remember that yell as if it was yesterday.

WOW:

I know the trails into Seibert, Spencer, and Touchwood are/were truck eaters supreme, but the lakes too.

Yikes.

Headed east into Saskabush yesterday, what a slow day. One of the slowest if not the slowest day I've ever had on the ice, couldn't even get a pike to bite hardly. The days total, 3, 10" pike lol, and 1 skinny Perch. Oh well made a fire and had some smokies on a bun so not a totally lost day, still good to get out there.

Was on Makwa, not very much ice I was surprised I was happy we took the quads, maybe 10" at best and not great ice at that. Be careful out there people if your heading out, don't take any chances.