Sledding

We got our second snow storm of the year last Wednesday, and this one was much more significant than the last. We had about 6" when we woke up Wednesday morning so Kate & I decided to work from home. We wound up with about 8", which I'm thinking is the perfect amount. Its about the bare minimum required for sledding, but melts off a lot faster than 3 feet.

A typical snow day begins with no desire whatsoever to go outside, but eventually the cabin fever sets in we find the motivation to break out the snow gear and brave the weather. We were pretty excited to take Logan sledding. I think we took him out once or twice last winter, but he would have been pretty young so I we didn't get much reaction. It took quite a while to get suited up, and Logan is no fan of his snow suit. He doesn't really like any clothes; I think he prefers to be naked like his dad. The more clothes, or the thicker the clothes, the more he hates it. As each layer is added, he gets more and more upset. If only he knew how much fun he was about to have!



We started with a pretty short run, and gradually raised the stakes.



After a few practice runs, Kate started from the very top of the steep section of our driveway:



Once they got going fast enough, snow started flying up over the bow of the sled and blasting Logan in the face. When the run was over, Logan's face was covered in a thin layer of powder. He wasn't really upset, more stunned, and slightly confused:



Once the snow on his face melted and we informed him that this was "fun" he got into the spirit of things:



At this point we decided Logan had been a good sport so we quit while we were ahead. Logan was never really excited, but he was never sad either. He was certainly very interested in the change of scenery, and wasn't turned off by the cold or the speed. All told, I think it was a very good start to Logan's alpine career.