Fortunately, in mid-February the snow started coming down, and it hasn't really let up much since. Here's a picture of me sledding after the second snowstorm. That snow was a wet snow. It packed well, but the sledding wasn't great.
The snow we got yesterday was GREAT for sledding. It started with about 2 hours of sleet. Then a slow powder fell all day long. This morning we had a nice sheet of ice and then powder on top of it. It won't last long because the sun is shining bright, so we got our sleds and took to the hillside.
John took an accidental selfie when he was getting ready to film me. I didn't tell him I had my phone in selfie mode because Mickey was taking selfies last night. There's Mickey's selfie on the left. He was definitely being tricky, hogging the space heater.
See the face wrap John's wearing. We call it his Jacob Marley scarf. It's not really holding his jaw on, but it does keep the cold wind out. And yes, although the sun was shining, the wind bit.
So here's my first run -- it's actually my second run. I had tried the hill about an hour before this and decided it was best to eat a little something before so much exertion. That run was not filmed.
This run was exhilarating. The ice under the powder provided almost no resistance. Of course, no resistance means no control. John took a run and found that out for himself.
We decided to call it quits. Going down the icy hill is one thing. Walking up it is a whole different story.
But we are thankful for some fast snow to end our winter.
Sledding is something we like to do every year. Our sledding adventures inspired one of my short stories, The Big Hill. Warning though -- the story might make you cry.
It's Thankful Thursday. What are you thankful for?