Comments on: Virtual Toboggan Ride

By: Sarah W.

Sarah W. — Sat, 07 Mar 2015 01:26:55 +0000

Allie, my mother probably never knew…Or she knows now! Katie was the one who actually said, “Well, hopefully, we don’t fly off the cliff!” It was great place to grow up. Lots of fun memories! I am glad your boys get to experience the snow… Even if you are ready to never see it again. 🙂

By: Allie

Allie — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 22:32:06 +0000

In reply to Sarah W.. Sarah, you daredevil you! Poor Katie! "Trying to avoid the trees and hope that we did not fly off the cliff?" Crazy stuff. Your poor mother. (Or maybe she didn't know, like Sandi's mother.) The hose sounds like genius. And dangerous! (What a nice neighbor you had in Pittsburgh.)

By: Allie

Allie — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 22:26:51 +0000

In reply to Maggie. Oh my goodness Maggie, sounds scary and perilous. So thankful you survived to adulthood!

By: Sarah W.

Sarah W. — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 14:05:29 +0000

Katie, Ben, and I also used to go sledding in some sketchy conditions. I was great fun! When we lived in Pittsburgh, our house was on top of this monstrous hill, and we would sled in our yard or our neighbor’s yard. In both yards, we went through the woods, and after a very long trail, there was a huge drop-off. Down past the giant the cliff, there were other housing developments. So we would go through the woods trying to avoid the trees and hope that we did not fly off the cliff. It was like something in a movie. Once, Katie flew over the edge. She grabbed onto a log, but her sled went down, down, down, bouncing all the way to the bottom, taking chunks of earth, snow, and rock with it.

Ben was also notorious for running over us with Mom’s old wooden Radio Flyer, metal blades and all. We would use the hose to make our path icy so that we could go faster, and then, we would bounce off of trees, gaining some air, after which Ben would promptly land on someone trying to get back up the hill! Our neighbor also used to pile his grass clippings up and make jumps for us! So much fun….

By: Maggie

Maggie — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 04:10:59 +0000

My sisters and I would sled in our hilly back&front yards. The scary part was attempting to avoid all Dad’s trees & bushes! We were not always successful:(. We also had to pray we would stop before we ran into the street. In ’94, we had a huge blizzard. There was so much snow we went sledding in the street. Sledding was a bit perilous for us.

By: Allie

Allie — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 01:25:06 +0000

In reply to Auntie M. Mmmm...hot cider and gingersnaps. What a great memory!

By: Allie

Allie — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 01:24:04 +0000

In reply to Susan. I remember the puppies, but not the toboggan ride with the dozen on board. (Well I guess they weren't all 12 on board, at least not at the bottom.) Did we have permission?

By: Allie

Allie — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 01:22:08 +0000

In reply to Christy. You are very welcome, thanks for coming along for the ride. Sorry to hear about the creek misadventure. (I hope it wasn't you!)

By: Allie

Allie — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 01:20:48 +0000

In reply to nancy mcmahan.

No this is not our backyard Nan, this is on the grounds of a country club not too far away…sounds like you had some wild and wonderful tobaggon adventures at The Farmhouse….

By: Auntie M

Auntie M — Thu, 05 Mar 2015 23:32:04 +0000

Such wild riders! We in S. Ca. miss the opportunity your crazy cold affords. My tobogganing memory is in a friend’s yard on the edge of Lake Michigan. We finally thawed out with hot cider and the best gingers snaps I’d ever had.