Last week (when we had snow on the ground) we went sledding. Old Main Hill is the hot spot in Logan for sledding, so naturally we ended up there. It was about 8:00 pm. It was dark-ish. The snow had turned into ice from all of the sledders, and there were still plenty of sledders around us. The walk up the hill is rough, so once I got to the top I stayed there until the last time going down for the other two. (We brought one of our friends.) This is a crappy picture of them because my camera was on night setting and I couldn't hold it still for long enough.
Mark and Nate were having a great time speeding down the hill on different forms of transportation including plastic tobaggons, a big blow up tube, and the "Snow Thrasher" (a board that you stand on but are not attached to with a string to hold on to on the front). Before we knew it, here is what showed up:
Luckily, it wasn't for us. Someone had been hurt before we got there, so we got to watch the action.
This is a sweet picture of the building after which the hill is named, Old Main.
I should go into photography. This post was a little late in coming, I know. It's been almost a week since it happened, but that's what happens when I want to put pictures on my blog that aren't already on my computer. Today when I took Mark to his 7:30 class it was so warm I almost took the motorcycle out for a ride. Needless to say, we probably won't be sledding again for a while.
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