Thanksgiving 2010

We spent our Thanksgiving with my sister and her family in Plains this year. Nothing much to report other than the usual...like too much food and that kind of boring stuff. We always have fun going over to visit them. They have seven kids so it's a lot like going to the circus.

We spent a good part of the day sledding down their road. In need of more sleds, Tim and Sam looked around and realized the kids' plastic fort had some panels that would work perfectly, so apart came the fort. Boy Scouts sure paid off for those two.



Go Lilly!

Sledding...Montana Style

I grew up sledding. My parents were always throwing us down mountains on inner tubes, toboggans, whatever. So I pretty much thought I knew everything there was to know about sledding.

On Christmas day, we got together with some of Tim's family to go sledding. Tim's dad had scoped out a spot for us earlier, so we designated that as our meeting place and Tim and I took off ahead of everybody.

We started up a logging road and then Tim stopped the van and said, "This looks good."

I looked up the mountain and saw nothing but heavy brush.

I said, "What are you talking about, there's no place to sled".

He got out of the van and started hiking up the logging road a few yards, then plopped on his sled, slid down the road and confirmed it was good.

I thought it looked dumb.

What I didn't understand up to that point was that Tim's dad would be shuttling us as far up the logging road as was humanly possible in his 4x4 truck, dropping us off, and letting us sled all the way down. Then shuttling us back up, sled down, up...down...up...down.

Pure brilliance, if you ask me. Pure brilliance.

It was like an Olympic luge run...except Montana hillbilly style.


Ok, so I guess I didn't get many sledding pictures that day, mostly just standing around pix.

Careful where you point that thing, Tim.





On our way home, Andrew and his cousin sledded almost all the way out to the the main road.


Then we got back home to our Christmas mess and did this to our cat.


But we had so much fun, we headed back up a few days later with some friends of ours.

The corner just above where Tim is coming down was the hardest one to make. I almost launched myself off the mountain right there.




The End