Tackling the Giant Coil

A thick green garden hose was looped in wide circles around a rusty metal drum right next to the gravel! It looked like an enormous sleeping dragon waiting to be challenged. I ran up and grabbed the ribbed brass nozzle resting on the soil. It was cold, heavy, and smelled like damp metal! I planted both boots firmly into the loose dirt, leaned my whole body back, and gave a mighty tug. The heavy rubber loop squeaked, dragged three inches across the gravel with a dry scrape, and sent a few drops of clear water splashing onto the ground! It was heavy, but I held my ground.