In which I inadvertantly learn something from the Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel

Those winter thingies along the shores of Lake Michigan that fascinate me are called ice volcanoes.

And it happens on the other Great Lakes as well.

Apparently people in Wisconsin don't freak out about getting trapped under the ice like they do in Indiana. Except me. I can't get close enough to take a good picture because I can't convince myself that's not a stupid reason to die. :P