Don't blame him!
When Heavy thinks of spring, he has only to think of the lake near him. Three weeks from today, he can still legally DRIVE on that lake.
Before April, though, he has to get his ice huts off Lake Simcoe. Dat's de law!
That is how realistic he is about the weather.
Hey, Heavy, one April 15th, I was posting my U.S. Income Tax return from the post office in, I think, Shanty Bay. My wife and I drove to the shore of Lake Simcoe, and found it was still a tad too solid for water sports, and far too lumpy for sliding or skating. The weather had been crossing the freezing point daily, so all snow had melted and then frozen into ice.
We tossed rocks onto the ice of Lake Simcoe, and it rang like an enormous distorted bell as the rocks bounced and skidded across the jumbled and uneven ice. The rocks rebounded for hundreds of meters, and each bounce made a peculiar blend of notes. The sound was so captivating that we used up all the rocks. If you find a rock-free dead end on the west side of the lake, then that is where we were.
Have you tried that experiment? The sound is utterly unique in my experience, and worth some effort to hear. You'll be out there; heave a few for me!