There is a local sledding hill that people around here rave about. So popular that, when I mentioned we had never been while talking to a friend this past summer, I recived a very strange look. I figured it was time to go where all the cool kids go sledding.
We had a perfect sledding day this past week, so off we went. I think Little Man was more excited to try a new sledding spot then I was; he had every right to be. The view was great, the snow was perfect, not too many people, and the temperature perfect. The hill varied in degrees of steepness from left to right. Even the brave 11 year old who was on the hill with us, insisted that his dad go down the steep side with him (we did not venture down that side). I think I may leave that hill for a father-son bonding experince on a later date. We had a great time, and I was glad for the odd look received from my friend this summer that finally got me to go check out a great sledding scene.
(Sorry for the lack of picture, blogger is being difficult.)
(Sorry for the lack of picture, blogger is being difficult.)
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