Idiot !

Like an idiot, I forgot to take my camera with me when we went tobogganing. My friend had a small camera in her pocket which she took some shots with but her husband tells me she takes lousy photo's, chopping off heads and getting her thumb in the way...that is hilarious...I mean how hard is it to take a picture....if you remember your _ _ _ _ _ _  camera...hahaha

But, in spite of no snapshots, well at least not yet....we had a marvelous time...until it all went horribly wrong... Robert and I on our ancient aluminum toboggan went down DEATH hill, with the added weight of two adults it was fast...but the kids didn't wait and came down before we were finished sliding...Robert and I crashed near the bottom, landing in a tangled heap and then the kids on a plastic sled  careened into us and we all went flying...I got the corner of their acid green sled in the forehead and believe it or not it knocked me out for a few seconds...ahahah scared the crap out of Robert and they had to drag my body off the track because, unaware of the  incident taking place at the bottom of the hill...our friends and their adult daughter set off, them in our hard plastic calf sled and the daughter on a long crazy carpet, head first...it could have been a slaughter but for my husband who drug me to safety...I came to about that time and immediately got sick....they think I had concussion...I'm fine now, except every bone in my body aches.....probably from the small humps on the way down the hill that cause you to become air born and slamming back to the frozen ground at break neck speed is a bit jarring on old joints....hahahah walking pretty gingerly this morning...but raring to go sledding again when the weather warms up a bit...

I sat out a few turns down the hill, volunteering to drive the truck up and down the hill, taxiing them to the top...and when it got too hot in the truck with all my gear on...I took another turn down the hill at a more sedate pace, alone...and still hurt myself when I hit the huge pile of snow at the end of the run that Robert had put there to stop us from going through the wire fence and into the poplar trees....hitting the hill jarred my sore ankle and that was it, I didn't go down again unfortunately...but I did walk up the hill that time..rather than ride..I figured I could use the exercise...I walked up that huge hill four times yesterday actually and 5  times the day before.... 

There was a moment where I was scared shitless...Robert elected to go down the hill in our blue plastic calf sled...now this sled is not really meant for tobogganing in, the sides are high to keep the baby calf from flopping out while  you pull it into the barn...but those high sides keep you from being able to manipulate the sled in any way, either with your hands or feet...so once you set off you are at the mercy of the hill and sled....so he blasted down the hill at a very high speed and hit the protective bank of snow (which by the way is about 6 ft. high) up the side of it and rocketed off the top, hung suspended in the air for what seemed like forever and then crashed to the ground behind the bank...we were all rushing down the hill to him and it was a few seconds before he even moved...so I was thinking the worst....(that I would have to do chores the next day....hahahahha)  but he said he was laughing so hard he couldn't move...hahahaha but later admitted to me that he nearly shit himself when he was going up the side of the bank and had no way to stop.   After that if anyone slid in the blue sled...they had to go down the other path we had made that headed out into the open pasture field...he went down again later on that path and ended up way out in the field...farther than anyone else had made it...and when he hit the fresh undisturbed snow...it flew up in front of the sled and covered him from head to toe...even plastering his face with a couple inches of wet snow jammed in behind his glasses...hhahahhaha he was blinded while his glasses defogged and he had really bad brain freeze from the snow hitting his forehead....   so all in all, it was a great time...we definitely want to do it again.... I always knew these mountains we have for farm land were good for something.

We came to the house and had a veggie plate, hot dogs and hot chocolate and I got rid of some more of my Christmas baking...