I decided to hang my hammock inside. The benefits to my back and just the general fun of swinging has finally overcame my fond connections to the mattress and sheet. Well, tonight.. I go to sink the eye bolts into my 2x4's. Guess what. Water is spewing out like a geyser. I'm in an apartment with one hand on water that is shooting 12 feet and the other on a cell phone calling my pop. He arrives. We go into emergency mode of taking turns applying pressure to the spewing water! lol. Takes 20 minutes for the guy to arrive to turn the water off in the apartment complex (the whole building in fact....howdy neighbor). I watch as water spews onto every square foot of my bedroom. Do you understand the pressure behind a 2'' water main for an apartment building. He finally turns it off.
I decide to drink around 30 Innis & Gun, PranQster and Salvator brew haaaaaas. Hey.. Why not. I'm in hypothermia and my adrenaline is overcoming my ability to think of my fellow man.
Oh well. I know where the water main is now. And... I know where I do not want my hammock to reside. What a night. I'm exhausted. It's cool.... anything for a good hammock experience.. Right?????? And yes... My hammock will swing high above this crap.
True story and I'm ashamed to say so...