We have lived in a state with a full blown, all out chilly winter for most of our lives. But as a family we've only taken our youngest sledding once. Mom = failure! But we finally got up the courage to brave the wet and cold and headed out to our local golf course last year to hit the slopes (the driving range has a set of super steep hills). I think I must have been traumatized as a kid because I remember the freezing wet of winter activities. Of course hardly anyone owned a pair of snow pants back then, and "moon boots" were just becoming the norm. So I was pleasantly surprised to see how toasty warm and dry we stayed the entire time. Clearly we all enjoyed ourselves. (And obviously this the perfect way to transport your sled back up the hill. Put your back into it, baby!)
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