Back in my Navy days, while stationed north of San Francisco, a group of us volunteered to open a Boy Scout camp up in the mountains to the north. This was early spring and we were cleaning up the cabins to get them ready for the kids who would show up later in the season.
After working all day, a few of us decided to go swimming in the nearby pond, which had probably just shed its last scrim of ice. Two or three of us jumped in, but there wasn't any swimming going on. Nothing froze off, but I'd have passed for a eunuch for a few hours.
Right, I had to carry buckets from the well to re-fill the Liquid Nitrogen cylinder, and scrape the cryo-chamber down WITH MY BARE HANDS half an hour before I'd woken up from the dreadful night's rest
"...cold, bastard cold, or freezing."...Heh! (Very pretty!)
ReplyDeleteNot read the link yet, but my first reaction at the title was: "Skye? Pools? That'll freeze the gonads off a brass monkey in the Summer!"
ReplyDelete(And I have had personal experience!)
Pah! Your Scottish pools would seen like a Caldarium compared to the pools in the Alps.
ReplyDeleteI ended up looking like Peter Griffin
Back in my Navy days, while stationed north of San Francisco, a group of us volunteered to open a Boy Scout camp up in the mountains to the north. This was early spring and we were cleaning up the cabins to get them ready for the kids who would show up later in the season.
ReplyDeleteAfter working all day, a few of us decided to go swimming in the nearby pond, which had probably just shed its last scrim of ice. Two or three of us jumped in, but there wasn't any swimming going on. Nothing froze off, but I'd have passed for a eunuch for a few hours.
Right, I had to carry buckets from the well to re-fill the Liquid Nitrogen cylinder, and scrape the cryo-chamber down WITH MY BARE HANDS half an hour before I'd woken up from the dreadful night's rest
ReplyDeleteBet that was chilly!
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