We were lucky to be able to go sledding twice during our trip to the Polar Express. The first time was in Williams, at Oak Hill, before riding the Polar Express. The second time was the next morning, when several families (the Storks, Fenders and Nails) joined us from the Valley for a morning of sledding at Wing Mountain--during a huge snow storm! We all had a blast both times, but Daniel LOVED it. We could hardly drag him off of the hills. And, he always went to the very top of the steepest, longest hills and flew down as fast as he could. Daring Daniel, that's our boy!
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