I'm trying to think spring thoughts, by which I mean trying to put memories of hardwater and winter steelheading behind me. But, alas, despite what the calendar says, it's just not feeling "springy" all over yet. In fact, in Upstate New York, ponds are not only still frozen, but apparently they're the preferred ice fishing digs of E.T. It's like the "X-Files" meets "Bill Dance Outdoors." Mostly laughable, but a little freaky, too. What do you think made these ice circles?