Chimney Demolition part 2 - Plan B or: Crying in the Face of Danger

Now fortified with picspam!

 

SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK

 

 

The end of last week’s column left me thirty feet in the air, having smashed my ladder with the very first thing I threw off the roof.

 

Just another day in the Hunter household.

( Go back and review, so I don’t have to recap the plan to demolish my chimney with hand tools, because nobody lets me use power equipment anymore. Back? Good. No doubt some of you wonder why it took me so long to write about this summertime event. )