It was raining sap here in Williston. Sap started trickling in about 5 pm. I hadn't noticed that there was a sag in my pump line, apparently frozen solid, as I climbed down into the pump station. Then the pump kicked on! Pow! A fitting blew apart and I took a cold sap shower. Then the mad scramble to thaw (or as us Vermonters say - unthaw) the line and repair the fitting. Never a dull moment in the sugaring business.
Ken