In our neck of the woods, to have a naturally sloping hill in our backyard to ride a sled down after a new blanket of snow has fallen would be a luxury. Instead we have a man-made hill in our municipal park that we call the "Snow Hill".
On any cold, wintery day (especially a snow day) you will find a gaggle of grown-ups and adults with their sleds and snow boards in tow. After huffing and puffing hiking up the hill you scan the landscape and see your neighborhood off in the distance and feel the cold wind blowing in your face. You then check out the hill and see the steepest part to slide down and make sure all's clear. You get your sled situated just so and get seated, take a deep breath, and take off! Screeeeeeeam! (That would be me.) You may hit a bump and be catapulted off your sled and go rolling down the hill in the opposite direction of the sled. Or, if you are lucky, you win the bet on going the farthest once you get to the bottom. Then you repeat at least a dozen more times or so.
By this time, you are an icicle and are in dire need of thawing out. Home we go and after taking off several layers of coats, scarves, mittens and boots, out comes the hot chocolate or hot tea.
This is something that we look forward to every year in the wintertime. If you have a snow hill nearby and a sled, I suggest giving it a try.
Here are pics of our last jaunt to the snow hill a couple of weeks ago.
And here is one of my favorite sledding movie scenes: