Two memories I have of Wakota. Drove to a game in my early days of high school hockey fandom. It was a snowy night I wouldn’t even consider going out on now. Of course in those days I thought I could do anything. Took about five shots at getting up the hill and gave up and headed back to Wyoming (the town not the state).
Was at another with my then four year old son (now 33). This was back when they still had bleachers on the bench side of the rink. My son got hit by a puck, he cried a bit but was o.k. I had six or seven people over probably the next month come up to me out of the blue (none of whom I knew) at various places to ask if he was alright.
In high school we scrimmaged against Woog’s Packers at Wakota. They had way more size on their roster and it felt like that rink was about 50 feet wide x 100 feet long. With no refs things got pretty chippy. 😂