When I was eleven my father built my brother and I our first outdoor hockey rink. Located in our quaint suburban backyard it spanned nearly the entire depth of our property, ending at the small vegetable garden that my parents kept in the short summer months.
Its construction was well thought out and intricate. High end-boards built out of full sheets of plywood stood at either end. In the middle, low side-boards framed the length of the ice surface making it easy for us to shovel the heavy and frequent snowfalls [Read more…]