Have a seat, take a load off, sit your busy butt down and enjoy the moment.
Ahhh..stretch out your legs and warm the bottom of your feet at the fire pit. Have you put marshmallows on your grocery list lately? You will need some for the roasting, toasting and burning that happens at this firepit. WHHHat? You cannot imagine…
This campfire pit worried me..were we going to run out of marshmallows? Was Adam going to have the sticky marshmallow picked off of his cheek successfully? Was Andy’s marshmallow going to just hang there on his stick? No..NO the fire is at ground level. I was worried…
This was the old campfire pit. Far Guy and I dug a pit and put some rock around the edges and smeared some Quickcrete here and there. It worked fine..but at almost ground level, I worried about a child or a dog falling in..plus in the winter I stepped in it one time..no harm was done, I felt stupid but that is nothing new.
Far Guy was in the Emergency Room late one Sunday evening with his Mother a number of years ago. A burn victim was brought in. A two year old child was playing near a campfire up in Itasca State Park..and fell headfirst into the campfire and was severely burned. That summer we found an old refrigerator rack and put it over our campfire pit so that no one could fall in.
Last summer fixing the campfire pit was on our “things to do list.” Maddie helped, she got to drive the three wheeler back and forth with the landscape blocks.
We still have to watch Chance and his tail that he waves like a flag..but no one should be able to fall in head first..not a dog and not a child. Notice the Shelties and how they carry their tails versus the Border Collie.
I like my marshmallows burned to a crisp..black ..crunchy..the ones that are mistakes..the ones no one wants or the ones that are thrown back into the fire.
There is no such thing as a completely safe campfire..but ours is safer now:)