Lone Fisherman (or woman)

As we walked along the road above the lake we could see this lone fisherman sitting on a box on the ice. S/he’d drilled a number of holes and occasionally walked around all the holes, checking the lines I guess.
As you can see it was a grey day, and there was a chilly breeze blowing so I hope that person down there on the ice was well wrapped up.
I also hope they got to eat a fine dinner of trout at the end of the day.