Saturday, January 2, 2010

Timing Is Everything

This week we went up to Mt. Hood to do some sledding. The drive is 90 minutes if you go the right way, about 2 hours if you don't. Do not ask me how I know this.

The boys all had a spetacularly good time and could have stayed much longer than 2 hours. But if you don't get off the mountain early enough, you could get stuck in traffic and it might take you one hour to go six miles. Do not ask me how I know this.

This winter has so far not produced the snow of last winter, where we had 3 solid weeks of snow on the ground and one solid week of missed school. On the one hand, I was thankful we hadn't had the inconvenience of snow, but on the other, I really missed the super convenience of having the boys simply go out the back gate to satisfy their need for sledding.

(According to Robert's doctor, the landing that followed this shot resulted in a cracked rib.)

I'm glad that we have this beautiful winter wonderland so close to our home. The drive up to Mt. Hood was lovely, especially as we passed through Sandy. Pictures would not have done the scene justice. Mostly because they would have been taken through a dirt splattered windshield.

The result of our trip to the snow: Success. We got up the mountain, we played, we got down the mountain and didn't get stuck in traffic or held back for hours by police looking for a gunman on the loose (the scenario we would have encountered if we'd gone 3 days earlier). We had a great time.

Of course the next day it snowed at our house. Timing is everything.

1 comment:

Erika said...

Oregon sounds so beautiful.