Downhill sledding
Posted in Musings on Mar 9th, 2008
Flying downhill through Arctic woodland on a flimsy wooden sled behind four joyous dogs; tilting into the bends; bent knees, absorbing the thudding bumps, bump, bump; dabbing the brake as the harness goes slack and the sled is moving faster than the dogs; reaching the bottom, taking the sharp bend, hitting the powder, feeling it […]