Whenever we see sledders on some sort if mini-hill with barely enough snow to cover the ground, Jarred and I scoff. We say to each other, "Don't these people have anything better to do?" or "That looks fun, I've always wanted to sled on grass." So when Jarred's sister told us to bring snow clothes to her house for Christmas because we were going sledding, we were skeptical but complied anyway.
True to sledding tradition, there was just enough snow on the ground to sled. We headed out to the Sand Dunes by Moses Lake which serve as an established ATV area in the summers. The dunes are by no means tall, but they do provide some good sledding hills and much to our dismay we had a great time. I think watching adults sled is more fun than watching kids sled. Kids seem to know what to expect when on a sled as they are perpetually propelling themselves down hills on various plastic vehicles. Adults have forgotten this feeling and sledding is a good reminder of how fun being a kid can be. As we got further into the spirit of sledding, our adolescence kicked in and we tried standing on the sleds, piling onto the sleds, bashing into each other while on the sleds. Needless to say, we were all a little sore the next day, a little reminder that none of us are seven anymore.
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