Thursday, November 14, 2013


Today's picture shows another past time of days gone by . . . sledding. I have never sledded because there was not much snow growing up in West Texas. Perhaps someone with some real sledding experience as a child could share with us. I do recognize the wagon in the background. We had a red wagon just like the one pictured and it was loads of fun.


  1. I had a sled like that. With the narrow runners, they'd go like a scalded cat with the right kind of snow. You could also steer them with the cross bar on the front, which would twist the runners. Many years later I got another sled like that for my kids, and realized how heavy and unsafe they actually were. The kids wouldn't use it, because it was so heavy and much harder to pull up the hills compared to the light weight plastic slides that all of the other kids had.
    I spent many winter days and evenings sliding down hills on toboggans, saucers and skis when I was a youngster. It is a wonder that I'm not dead from it. We did some crazy and stupid things but lived to tell the tale.
    Graham in St. John's

  2. When I was quite young we used sleds like that too called "Flexible Flyers" They were great because you could steer them but, like Graham said, only worked on hard-packed or icy snow conditions. I recall as a young girl going down a long hill, belly down, clinging to my older brother's back as he steered us along. Eventually the plastic "tub sleds" replaced these heavy sleds. Tub sleds are best steered by dragging your hands but it is much less precise. We would make chains of multiple sleds (always a disaster) or see how many kids we could squeeze on one sled. At least snow is forgiving when one wipes out although getting a face full is memorable.
    My grandpa had a huge hill in his backyard where we and all the neighbor kids would sled. We never dared start at the top, usually 1/4 of the way down. I remember going for a tobbaggon ride when I was about 6YO with older sibllings from the top of this great hill. We screamed down the hill at top speed and I remember being petrified. Truly some potential to lose life or limb, which probably is why it was so much fun. LOL
    Thanks for another great photo, PJM.
    -Anne K.

  3. Snow was an elusive thing in my childhood, so were decent sledding hills. I remember one winter when we lived near a good hill ( Daddy was in the Army, so we often moved) there was a whopping good snow. School was out for a week. Only problem was I had the measles and was out of commission. I was too sick to even care, although when I got better I felt robbed.

  4. Being born and raised in North Dakota my whole life, with a short time spent in Montana.
    Up here in North Dakota, the first snow flake that falls at the start of Winter, is the last one to melt in the spring. So we normally had a lot of snow.
    I am very familiar with the Flexible Flyer. Anne is right about needing hard snow to use it right, but we also had toboggans for the soft snow.
    I remember the long steep hills and a 5 man toboggans, they were a blast. (The only bad part was the long walk back up the hill). The plastic and the metal disc sleds didn't come out until I finally had enough sense to stop doing the stupid things I use to do. Thank goodness.

  5. I went to a boarding school for a large part of my life, and there was a lovely slope leading from the main part of the grounds down to the athletic field. A good snow, and all the girls would grab metal trays from the kitchen and off we'd go. With a running start, we could get halfway across the field before we ran out of steam.
    As a young mother, my eldest daughter and I would slide down the street from our house to the neighbor's. The county put gravel about every forty feet, so we'd slide a bit, then I'd have to "hitch" along, and slide some more.

  6. I had the flexable flyer too. A great sled for the hard packed snow but it hurts when you get run into by one or get your finger under the rail. My favorite were those big truck tire inner tubes. You can get a bunch of kids on and go down the hill together. On a bumpy hill it's hard to stay on all the way down, kids get thrown off when it hits a bump and goes flying in the air. I had that wagon too, the ole radio flyer.


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