The boys marked up the ice pretty good and here The Four-em sits under the lights. I scraped, shoveled, and swept it clean of shavings.
The snow is piled high on the sides. That's the highest I've ever had the snow and been able to skate on the ice at the same time.
A Hat Trick for Scott
Proof that the ice saw plenty of use.
Now look at the ice after a hot water flood. Isn't she beautiful?
Skate for a while, clean up the rink, and then strip down to your bathing suit and go in the hot tub and admire your work. Time well spent.
2 comments:
You are a very spoiled BRAT
First of all, I must comment on the "hat trick". Bud Light? Where's the Coors? Actually, I can't even look at a can of Coors anymore without thinking about all the time spent in the Peck second floor bathroom. Secondly, Mellencamp lyrics... How about "Seventeen has turned thirty-five (41, ugh). I can't believe we're still living. If we've done any harm, I hope that we're forgiven."
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