One winter in Kodiak, a construction outfit was working to extend the runway at Karluk Village.
They were working all winter there, and the airport was mostly closed. The construction outfit had leased a Beaver from Kenmore on 4930 straight floats, and the pilot kept it in Lilly Lake (fresh water) in Kodiak, and flew supplies and personnel to and from Karluk, landing the Beaver in the Karluk River, just below the village.
It was a pretty cold winter by Kodiak standards, and after a few pretty cool nights, I went up to Municipal Airport (just off the end of Lilly Lake) to check on planes. I got out of my truck and heard the Beaver engine, and some terrible crunching sounds. I walked over to the lake, and there was the Beaver, breaking up the ice on the lake, and warming up the 985 in preparation for takeoff. The ice there was probably a couple inches thick at least.
After he'd broken up a takeoff channel through the ice, he lined up and took off. I think he made two or three trips that day.
Next morning, I could hear him breaking ice from my house, which was a couple hundred yards from the lake.
This pretty much went on all winter. And, he pretty much kept Lilly Lake open (sorta) all winter with the floats on that Beaver. I wondered what sort of damage he was doing to those floats.
Next spring, I was in Seattle, and drove over to Kenmore, and there, sitting high and dry on one of their overhead racks, was that very Beaver. I wandered over there, and carefully examined the bottoms and sides of the floats. The bottoms were perfect, nary a scratch. The sides of the floats had a few gouges, which could have been dock rash or ice damage, but not ugly in any case. I was impressed.
I have landed an amphib on thick ice, and I used to fly our Super Cub to Anchorage from Kodiak and land on Lake Hood after it'd frozen up for gear change to wheels. In the spring, I'd take it back to ANC and get the floats installed, fly it off the ice on Lake Hood, and land in Lilly Lake. Once or twice, Lilly Lake had frozen partially before I got back so I had to break a little ice.
The biggest threat to working a seaplane in new ice is the possibility of a crosswind pushing the side of the floats into some really tough new ice, and cutting a big hole in the sides of the floats. The side metal doesn't have the protection of keels like the bottoms have, to protect the sheet metal. I've put a few creases in the sides of floats in new ice, but never done any significant damage. But.....how much more they would have taken??? Dunno. And, I was being paid to fly those airplanes.
The other issue you need to concern yourself with is the temperatures at which you're playing this game. I've operated in salt water in air temperatures as cold as 26 degrees. That was just one landing, and one takeoff. I wouldn't want to do several although the air taxi folks in Kodiak often did. I always stayed away from landings in fresh water when air temps were colder than 30 degrees and even then, I'd keep landings and takeoffs minimal.
On takeoff, you'll put a lot of ice on the tail surfaces of the plane if it's below freezing, and remember, that sheet metal is probably colder than the water, so it'll stick.
Also, water rudders tend to freeze in position, which is typically up in flight. So, you land in fresh water, then takeoff, with water rudders up. Get to your next stop and the water rudders are frozen in the "Up" position.....ie: No steering after landing. Things can get exciting quick. So, you shut down, leap out onto a float, and dance back to give one water rudder a kick to get it down, and forget that the float deck is likely covered in.....you got it....ice.
Reference Hammer's comment above. I can testify that it is in fact possible to yard oneself back up onto a float and proceed to the dock after cold water immersion. I would not call it fun, by even the most die hard Polar Bear participant, however.
Straight home, very hot shower, and some coffee laced with Kahlua helped.
Frankly, I was working airplanes at the time. I never even gave doing that sort of stuff a thought in my personal 90 hp J-3 on floats. As soon as the weather dropped below freezing occasionally, that little plane went on big tires, and it was beach combing time. I always looked forward to getting airplanes off floats, and on tires in the fall, and greeted the next float season just as enthusiastically when the floats went back on.
One winter, I was flying our amphibious Beaver up to Anchorage from Kodiak for some maintenance work. That trip was always a little nerve wracking, because you were crossing about forty miles of some of the nastiest open water in the North Pacific: Shelikof Strait. And, this was often accomplished at very low heights due to weather.
On this particular trip, something was really bugging me, and I couldn't figure out what it was. I kept studying the engine gauges, the floats, etc, and I just couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong.
I landed at the Homer airport for a short break, and it dawned on me: I wasn't wearing hip boots. It was the first flight in months that I'd done without wearing hip boots.
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