The past week brought several things ... more snow, subzero temperatures (it was -14 one day!) and the perfect conditions for sledding. Since moving here, we've been on a quest to find "the perfect sledding hill." Mission accomplished today. Introducing our Toboggan Hill adventures. Take 3 generations of family, 3 sleds, 1 thermos of hot cocoa, 1 BIG hill, and no fear. Here's what you get...
Meet Reid (AKA The Rocket). Faster than the speed of light, he can race down the mountain using only his bare (well, mittened) hands to stop himself. Turn up your sound ... so you can enjoy his sputtering (after he gets a face full of snow) and his enthusiasm ... "Let's do that again!"
Next up, Luke (AKA Crash). While his sled may seem unconventional, it's actually his secret weapon! This thrill-seeker handles the Zipfy mini luge with the greatest of ease and confidence as he races down the hill. Stay out of his way ... and don't slow him down! Or he'll crash into you!
Once upon a time... there were 3 generations
who embarked on a sledding adventure.
Why walk up the mountain yourself
when you can hitch a ride with Papa?
Grandfather. Grandsons. Grand afternoon!
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