A Weekend in the Snow

So I have had this sledding weekend planned for....oh....months now.  Months and months.  LONG months.  In fact, the last few weeks, I have desperately needed this trip to the cabin. So when Friday afternoon hit, I was running for the door at work!  We were on the road by 3:00, radio blaring, snacks being passed around, and a LONG line of traffic.  99% of the drivers were clearly headed to McCall for the Winter Carnival.  Us?  To our private winter wonderland.  It was the perfect weekend. 

We saw more deer and elk on the drive up than we ever have - they were all over the place, though we only saw one actually ON the road.  So we didn't have any scares or near-misses.

Once we arrived and got everything unpacked and put away, the fun began.  We were joined by my brother and his girlfriend, our friend Nicole, and our other friends, Abby and Brandon, and their son, Daysen, who is Carter's good buddy.

 First thing Saturday morning, after a big breakfast of course, we got all bundled up and made our way out into the snow.  There were several feet of the fluffy, white stuff - and ample base for sledding!  Carter and Daysen kept themselves busy on the 4 wheeler (no, the key wasn't in it) while we inflated the tubes and got the sleds ready to go.

The guys (mostly Eric) were in charge of pulling around the boys.

 Which is actually quite easy.....until you start the climb UP.  ;)  I was more than happy to be pregnant at this point - my hardest task was carrying around my camera.

 Let me tell you, these boys were hilarious once the high speed sledding began.  Carter was screaming like a crazed banshee, and Daysen was just scared speechless!  Both claimed to be scared, but as soon as the sled stopped, the giggling began and they begged for more.  So it was a good fear that they had inside them - and definitely one that entertained the on-lookers!

 Abby and Daysen

 Nicole and Carter

 Abby and Brandon

 Eric and Carter - look at those red cheeks!  It certainly wasn't cold (as you can tell by Eric's lack of coat) - Carter just plays so hard and his poor cheeks get so rosy.  This was near the end of our day, and he had hiked up those hills countless times.  And when there wasn't a sled available, his snowsuit was slick enough that he just sat down on his butt and went down the hill just like that.  It was too funny!

 The boys continued to run wild late into the evening (his cheeks are still bright red here), and when it was time for bed, trust me, it didn't take much more than a few minutes for them to completely pass out.

All in all, it was a damn good weekend.  Of course, it went by entirely too fast - as great weekends tend to do.  I can't wait for the next trip up there!