The White Sand Dunes National Park was awesome! We rented sleds and had a blast. It was cold and still; perfect conditions.
Jillian on the 'kitty' hill. (Bunny did not cut it for her in appropriate description.)
Bobby wasn't too sure at first.
Until, of course, a race was at stake...
Then I had a brilliant idea. I would show them. I would surf the hill. It was graceful, it was spectacular, I almost hung ten...
Oh but for full disclosure. And the fact that my husband would correct the story if I didn't. The short glory was followed by a most spectacular crash. The bruise I acquired still covers half of my calf, a great look for the holidays!
Me and my shadow.
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