tle intimated by the size of the hill I would have to conquer, even though a six year old was ferociously excited about it. (Whatever…youthful innocence!) (: I grabbed my tube (an orange one) and headed for the top of the hill. The long and arduous escalator ride did not help to relax me for what lay ahead. Once at the top, I reluctantly positioned myself inside the tube and asked for a push off the ledge! (What the heck!) However, I held on tightly to the fingers of the two guys who were helping me and started to panic at the last moment. (OK…”held on” is not quite accurate, it’s more like I put the jaws of life grip on their hands! Yikes! What was I thinking?) There was a perfectly warm lodge nearby serving hot chocolate and tea, but instead, I was considering being pushed off the ledge of a snowy hill at night. There was even a bonfire nearby, but I was in the compromising of potentially crashing in to another snow tuber because all that separate the lanes was a barely “one foot” snow bank! (Really?) Anyway, I eventually freed my mind of the grip that fear had on me, and gracefully maneuvered the tube down the hill. (OK, wrong again, I hollered like a banchee as I was pushed off the ledge and slid down the hill, legs in the air and all!) LOL! Once I got the bottom, I thanked God for keeping me safe along the long and treacherous journey I had just taken, spinning, bumping into the banks that separated the lanes, going backwards and not knowing what lay ahead, going over small bumps, going airborne a couple of times, then a big dip and not know whether or not I would survive the journey. (OK, the whole ride took about 30 seconds, but it FELT like 30 minutes! LOL!) Then I did it about four or five more times! It was exhilarating and I had a blast! I did have hot chocolate and am looking forward to snow tubing again!Written by Screenname TriniDiva (a.k.a. NSL-R) on 2/5/12 All photos taken by and property of NSL-R.
