Once in a blue moon we get a white Christmas. A winter storm dumped snow on our house in Lubbock and all the way to Arkansas, which is where we spent Christmas.
Byron got his first taste of sledding on the West Farm on Christmas day. The snow was a very powdery, dry snow, and the windchill on Christmas day was in the teens. But, we went sledding anyway.
Riley, Megan and Karen joined us outdoors in the Christmas day winter wonderland, despite the miserable wind.
When I was in high school, we used to get big snows all the time. I built a sled (aka, the Ultimate Toboggan) out of our neighbor's old above-ground swimming pool and a plastic chicken crate. Add a rope and a four-wheeler and you've got one awesome sledding experience.
However, when the snow is powdery and the wind is blowing, riding the Ultimate Toboggan can result in the sledder eating a lot of snow and freezing their face off.
Karen kept to the traditional run-and-jump sledding method...
...while Byron used the Clark Griswold method.
After about an hour, and mild cases of facial frostbite, we called it a day and retreated inside for some wassail.
Byron got his first taste of sledding on the West Farm on Christmas day. The snow was a very powdery, dry snow, and the windchill on Christmas day was in the teens. But, we went sledding anyway.
Riley, Megan and Karen joined us outdoors in the Christmas day winter wonderland, despite the miserable wind.
When I was in high school, we used to get big snows all the time. I built a sled (aka, the Ultimate Toboggan) out of our neighbor's old above-ground swimming pool and a plastic chicken crate. Add a rope and a four-wheeler and you've got one awesome sledding experience.
However, when the snow is powdery and the wind is blowing, riding the Ultimate Toboggan can result in the sledder eating a lot of snow and freezing their face off.
Karen kept to the traditional run-and-jump sledding method...
...while Byron used the Clark Griswold method.
After about an hour, and mild cases of facial frostbite, we called it a day and retreated inside for some wassail.
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