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When I was a child Christmas always filled me with wonder, especially when it snowed. The sled tracks on the lawn added a vivid image that Santa had stopped by my house and eaten the cookies that papa said to leave out the night before. Life was easier then, and worries were few. This year, I was Santa, heading to New Jersey to bring gifts to my son and grandchildren. Furthermore, it was a lifetime transition, a major move to another state. The day before I was to leave home, with most of my belongings

Well i'm still a young person but i do have a story. I was 10 i wanted to go sledding and by my house there was this really big hill. A construction company started to dig at it. When my friend and i got to the hill we sled for an hour then we got bored. When you get bored as a kid you look for something to do so we did. We played with the snow made forts out of snow drifts and we had a little fun. Then we got bored again we went down the hill and looked at the cliff

She popped the trunk with a button at the front of the car. I quickly walked to the back of the car, throwing my bags in there. I closed it with a thud. As I made my way back to the car door, two kids raced by, towards the back of the houses. Two sleds were dragged behind them. The kids looked like race car drivers, ready to race. I smiled to myself, enjoying the view for a moment. I got in the car, closing the door behind me. “Do you have everything, Anna? Phone, charger, swim bag?” My grandma

have a Pepsi. We asked our friend, Bob to come along for the ride and he was delighted to join us. From there we cut across flat lined Twin Lake and then across the untracked Eggleston Lake. To my unpleasant surprise, we approached the lodge, and sleds were buzzing around like crows on road kill. Ten miles down the road I expected to, at least, see some other people riding, but we had the whole mountain to ourselves. We rode from mountain to mountain, crossing open drainages and gigantic playgrounds

Both autumn and winter are special times of year. Whether you call it autumn, fall, that one season after summer with the cool leaves, or anything else, it has place in all our hearts. Winter may be disliked by some for the harsh weather and cold atmosphere, but I love all winter has to offer. I love late fall and early winter because of the holidays and the traditions they bring, the soft snow, and winter break. Holidays are times full of family, games, and celebration. They’re designed to be

This is a Public Service Announcement for Willow, Alaska residents and all who plan on attending the start of the Iditarod dog sled race. The National Weather service is calling for temperatures below zero, hovering at -20*F and -25*F. All fans attending the start of the International dog sled race are advised to take precautions against frostbite, which can result in serious or life threatening damage to the body. Here are several tips to remain safe in this extreme weather: wear warm clothing

1. Superstition: As a sled hockey goalie, my pregame preparation is very superstitious. As a goalie, I despise pucks being placed in my net after pregame warmups. During warmups, the objective is for the position players to being practice their shooting, which ultimately leads to pucks in my net, however once the game has started, any puck that enters my net is seen as a sign of bad luck. I am also superstitious in terms of my obsessive-compulsive disorder. I hesitate to do certain activities, such

Samoyeds, Huskies and Malamutes are all breeds of sled dogs. They are most commonly used to pull heavy loads. These dogs must be built well and have a lot of stamina in order to pull the load. First, I will tell you about Samoyeds, then Huskies, and lastly Malamutes. Samoyeds are fluffy white dogs that live about 12 to 13 years. They normally grow up to 32 to 55 lbs. in weight and 19 to 24 inches tall. How do you take care of Samoyeds? Samoyeds are pretty easy to take care of, as they are quite

The sled reached the bottom of the hill and slowly slid to a stop. Light snowflakes fell in dizzying patterns around Jonas, blurring his already troubled vision. The ground seemed to sway, to turn, to move. His head felt light, his limbs numb, and his body cold. He tried to stand, to get off of the sled, but his body refused to listen. Jonas felt something moving in his lap, and Gabe 's blond head popped up in front of him, his features fuzzy and his voice incoherent. Jonas tried to talk to him,

I have made it Jonas thought. I am reliving my favorite memory of going down the hill in my red sled. I hear different sounds and I see new colors. This is amazing I thought. “Waaaaa” Gabriel shrieks he must be scared I don’t think he can handle this kind of travel. Unless we get him to a nursing center soon he might not be able to make it through the night. I reach my ending point my little red sled has stopped at the end of a steep slippery hill. This journey has made me very tired I don 't think