When I see one of these, it evokes such happy childhood memories.
We had a great hill for sled riding in our old neighborhood (back in the days when we actually used to get snow). Living in the south, snow was always such a welcome treat for us kids. Our neighborhood was kid haven.
Anyone remember greasing up the runners of those old wooden sleds with Crisco shortening? I’m not so sure it made those sleds go one bit faster but we greased them up anyway.
Back in the 1970s, my family had a German Shepherd who loved to go sled riding with all the kids in the neighborhood. Baron was known to occasionally hitch a ride on the sled as we went zooming down the hill. Or sometimes, he’d just run beside the sled, barking all the way down, with the snow flying out from the runners until his coat was covered with little frozen ice crystals. His tail never wagged so hard. I swear that dog had a smile on his face.