Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Sledding: Why Did I Ever Stop?

I love sledding. After a seven year absence, I am BACK!!! I can't believe I forgot the joy of hurtling down an ice-packed mountain at speeds that can only be considered indecent. Thank you, Jillian, for inviting me to re-visit memories of days gone by and rekindle that love of danger.

On a side note, parents are neglecting a very important duty. They should be teaching sledding hill etiquette. For example: children should not be walking up an established sledding trail while sleds are trying to go down said trail; cookie sheets are not sleds; dogs should not wear snow suits; in fact, dogs are not allowed on sledding hills...ever...for any reason; if a sled is coming at you, do not stand stupidly watching the advance...get out of the way. I know all of these ideas are not novel or revolutionary. These are ideas like unto those that are country was founded upon. So for heaven's sake, Parents (and future parents as many of you reading this blog have yet to multiply and replenish), teach your children well...

2 comments:

smithfieldman said...

I like how you hurtled. That's cool. If you thought that was a big hill, let me show you how to sled Alaska style.

Darbleyg said...

Update time!