Reconned my #1.5 location today. I still don't have a #1 location, I call this one 1.5 since it's half way to being #1. I just find too many downsides to all the other spots I've checked out. Anyway, one-dot-five meets most of my needs except being close to home, and it isn't even really that far. Maybe I'm talking myself into it. It's a large field with four soccer pitches next to a sleepy industrial park. Comes complete with bleachers, which is kinda cool; there's often a few spectators that forget to bring a fold-up to sit on.
There's a field of weeds next to it that would be even better, but my concern is the city may not keep it cut, can't fire pyrotechnics off in an overgrown meadow. But access is great, there's even a small track leading to what could be a great blasting zone. Laser measurement shows the nearest hazard to proposed ground zero is over 130 feet.
That it's next door to the sewage treatment plant may complicate matters; wind in the wrong direction could add an unpleasant sensory dimension to the show. I imagine there may be other amateur pyros with fireworks in tow headed there too. We'll see. Perhaps I just get there earlier than them to lay claim, I'll need the set up time anyway.
The act II pallet was finished off tonight. Two more little racks to accommodate five "African Lion" candles (known as the farting firework, popular with the tots) and a couple "Snow Gun" barrages. Not skilled carpentry, but functional. Must say I'm pleased that I hang on to scrap wood!
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