Since Kyle sent out the instigating email five years ago, last season was the only year that there has not been a BBQ on the half-way ledge of the Great White Icicle on Super Bowl Sunday. This escape from the idiot box to do other (honestly, just as idiotic) things has made for a great time every time it has happened.
The only reason we weren’t up here last year is because winter decided that it didn’t want to last until February, and there was no ice to climb. But this year, the ice was good and our local band of maladjusted visionaries decided that it was not enough to have a BBQ half way up an ice climb. There should be a hot tub too, and so there was…
