I posted my story on another thread in the lounge but it fits here as well
Ice fishing about 15 years ago. I went to a great spot that holds a lot of Walleye. I got there and nobody had been on the ice yet. It takes some crazy cold weather to make it freeze well. We had a bunch of cold and then we got snow which slows down the ice making. This spot is 27' deep on a river bend with current that churns. The bank to get down is very steep with chunks of concrete so I tied a rope to my truck and used that to get down safely and not break my neck. I decided to drill my way out to be safe. I stood on the edge of the bank and drilled my first hole. Measured 7". Stepped out another 5' and drilled again. Still 7". Stepped out another 5' and still at 7". Stepped out about 10' this time and set my buckets down and set the blades on the ice to drill. That's when I felt the sinking feeling. Before I could even move I was in. All alone and nobody knew where I was. I had a thought of getting my life jacket that day but it was in the boat which was tarped up and I didn't wanna mess with it. When I came up I still had my auger in my hand. Placed that on the ice and tried getting my chest up on the ice. As soon as I got up on it I broke through again. Now I'm thinking that I was gonna die as I had all my Carhart gear on and boots and everything and the more I kicked the heavier everything got. I'm thinking I only have lone more chance at this. I got my chest up on the ice again and kicked with everything I had to get my stomach on the ice. Then I rolled out of the hole. Gathered myself and gear and got back to the bank. I don't think I would've been able to climb back up that bank without that rope. Half way up my body was locking up. I got to my truck and stripped down to my undies and drove home. Walked into my house in my wet skivvies.
Where I went through at was about 20' deep. Somehow I didn't lose any gear or anything. The open water above this hole had washed all the snow into the deep hole and created slush below the ice. As I walked out towards the current I encountered this 1/2" ice with slush below it. Near the bank the slush had froze into ice. I'm still nervous about ice now. Anytime I'm out at that place it makes me nervous as hell.