Near the weekend, that changed. The cold, undead hand of Winter left the roads un-ice free, the lawns un-green, and the lake un-lower. The Third Horseman of the Snowpocalypse, ZOMBIE WINTER, paid the northwoods a 3 plus inch visit. Before ZOMBIE WINTER and its minions painted the area white there was an icing event sandwiched between the snow and two solid inches of rain. Lovely if you like to shovel wet, heavy snow and don't have a tee time, otherwise not so much.