I took my grandkids sledding this winter
lathmach
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I'm a widowed 63 year old man, raising a 4 year old boy.
This winter I've taken him and some of my grandkids sledding.
It's a lot of fun, and I went down the hill on a plastic sled a few times.
Today was beautiful, and the kids loved Grampa going down the hill with them.
The kids tumble all over and have lots of fun in the snow.
I remember doing this more than fifty years ago when I was just a kid using a piece of cardboard or sheet metal.
I wonder just how many old coins are scattered on them hillsides of so many years ago.
We never had any money to speak of, but I'll bet if a fella knew of an old sledding hill that was used by a lot of kids over the years he'd find something worthwhile.
Ray
This winter I've taken him and some of my grandkids sledding.
It's a lot of fun, and I went down the hill on a plastic sled a few times.
Today was beautiful, and the kids loved Grampa going down the hill with them.
The kids tumble all over and have lots of fun in the snow.
I remember doing this more than fifty years ago when I was just a kid using a piece of cardboard or sheet metal.
I wonder just how many old coins are scattered on them hillsides of so many years ago.
We never had any money to speak of, but I'll bet if a fella knew of an old sledding hill that was used by a lot of kids over the years he'd find something worthwhile.
Ray
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<< <i> I would bet there are many coins on those old sledding hills.. >>
I agree.
You might be surprised what you would find just in the snow.
I've seen guys on other forums with same dandy jewelry found on sledding hills.
I remember our equivalent to "sledding" from when I was an 11-year-old in Fernandina Beach, Florida (circa 1977, just after I began collecting coins).
1977 was a really cold winter- I think that's the year when they had the really bad blizzards up north. It actually snowed once where we were in north Florida- probably one of only one or two snows in a century. It didn't stick, though- it was just flurries, really. I heard one or two islands in the Bahamas got flurries that winter!
We did our "sledding" in summertime, however.
Y'see, there was a high bridge over the river, above the small marina where my family lived (aboard a houseboat).
As with many bridges, the dirt was sloped up along the abutments, and grass had grown on the slopes. So me and some of my buddies would walk up onto the bridge, bringing along this old surfboard. We'd waxed up the board and removed the fin from it, and used it as our "sled" to ride down the grassy slope of the bridge abutments.
No snow necessary! Sledding, in ninety-degree weather!
It was fun, but one had to take care not not to deposit one's self into the river at the bottom. After one "sledding" run down the slope, I painfully discovered that there were a number of small, long-spined cacti hidden in the grass. Ow.
Oh, and plenty of sandspurs, too. The sandspurs we have here in northern Florida and southern Georgia are sort of like y'all's "burrs" and "hitchikers" elsewhere, but far more evil. Get a pants leg full of them, and you'll be bleeding from a few places.
Re. fun grandparents- I remember one time, we rigged up this rope swing that swung out over a canal, where there was this scummy green water and the occasional alligator. (The gators were mercifully absent while we happened to be swinging). At one picnic, our grandmother took a long, daring swoop on our rope swing, which really impressed us. She was well into her seventies at the time. None of the other grownups would swing on our swing, but she did. She was a really cool lady. (And the person who started me coin collecting, too, as it happens).
White Death