Rest in Peace...Our Trampoline

The summer tramp season kicked off with a hot day on June 7. One of our favorite pasttimes includes hose spraying, while we jump. We busted out our newest moves; a few being, the forward hand spring, double backwards inverted twists, and the infamous triple rolling Norwegian sowcow (which has rarely been attempted, and even more rarely landed). We also had plenty of time for some good butt bounces, while covered in cold water. The jumping action was righteous.

However, come the night time, our season drew to a close. As a Category 7 hurricane/tornado/monsoon, poured down over us and blew us back a couple years, the hand of God came to Green Meadow. Now we aren't saying it was something other than a harsh wind (although any idiot realizes that a 500lb tramp takes a 400 mile an hour wind to move. Seriously, we have done the math.), but our summer play toy, was picked from its yard and deposited about 150 yards away in the neighboring corn field. Yes, that's right this picture shows our tramp, a long way away, right side up and ready for jumping action, sort of. While we slept in the basement, all cozy, the good Lord saw fit to flick His thumb and knock us out of the summer jumping season. Now we figure there was reason for this debacle, but there sure were some disappointed faces staring out this morning. Oh well, at least we can laugh about it another time. And we have no water damage (sorry Sikma's, let us know how we can help).
So goes our summer season so far....as for future radical thunderstorms, bring it, we're ready for ya.