I knew I should have done it. I knew I should have let the water trickle.
but I forgot...
so my day started off with quite a surprise when I spied the water spigot in the rear of the barn leaking.
When I went to investigate under the insulation, the whole thing snapped off in my hand, the cold water shot out right into my face and down
my front, and I jumped away simply soaked. As William Bendix once said, what a revolting development this is...
and to make it worse, I got the brilliant idea of shoving a thin hitch pin into the flowing pipe and wedging it in temporarily with a piece of wood.
Fine idea, if it worked. Instead, of course..., I got another high pressure bath of cold water, right down my front again. Now I was dripping and nothing to show for it.
Enough fooling around, just turn the water off.
Out to the street and shut off the water; this is the same line that keeps breaking without a turn off. (new pipe ready to be laid)
but helpfully my plumber came right out with his son on a sunday and he capped off the pipe underground. He said he wanted to replace the whole thing with
a frost proof hydrant and I said you bet. He's due back in a week to start trenching, and will bury the gutter piping also.
but a week too late for a night that went down to 15 degrees with blustery winds.
snap