This is Not Jib Jam

Today we were supposed to do Jib Jam. Jib Jam is this annual event that MRD puts on. We build these ramps and then go to the ice skating rinks and get snow for the ramps. Throw in some rails and you have a snowboard competition in the spring. There is also a skate comp that we put on with prizes. Last year we had like four hundred people there. We had been preparing for week for it and Boone had done a lot of work getting sponsors and insurance and stuff. The only thing we needed was good weather.
Well this morning I get up and it is pouring rain. You can't have a snowboard competition in the rain and you can't skate either. I decided to go to the park anyways and see if anyone showed up. I got there around nine, when we were planning on starting to build the ramps and no one was there. I decided I should wait for a little bit and woke up at eleven. By that time it had stopped raining, but everything was still wet. I drove back to school, because nothing was going down. The strange thing was though was that little breaks in the clouds were starting to appear.
I got back to school and got in contact with Boone. Jib Jam wasn't going to happen, but we said that if it cleared up we should go to the park anyways and have a BBQ and stuff. Well, by around one, when Jib Jam was supposed to start, it was dry and we headed out to Brookswood park with a bunch of MRD people. We skated around a bit and gave out hot dogs and soda. We also had a bunch of t-shirts and a backpack to give away, so we did a little skate competition. It was pretty fun, and despite not having snowboarding, it was pretty fun.
At around four thirty it started to pour and then to hail. We packed up real quick and got out of there. The timing was perfect. We just finished the competitions and it started. There was that perfect period of the day though where the weather totally worked out for us. God totally answered our prayers, just not exactly how we had planned.