Showing posts with label kicksled. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kicksled. Show all posts

Monday, March 24, 2008

Just Kickin' It

A couple of years ago, Papa received a kicksled for his birthday, with hopes of gliding over ice and snow from our home to his office, a little over a mile away. The first winter, he endured jabs and jibes from coworkers as he kicked to work: "Too cheap to buy a dog to pull you?"



Because of our mighty wind here, much of the snow drifts and blows away, and leaves a less-than-desirable sledding surface when it's through. However, our road and the easements are slightly hilly, and hardpacked, and fun for sledding on. Squirt Boy is learning to ride, and drive, the kicksled himself.



These photos and video are from the last week, when we've gone riding to check Papa's trapline. It's his first foray into trapping animals, and he's snared three snowshoe hare so far. Fortunately, he cleans them far from me, but not always far enough from Fuzzy Butt, who loves to chew on rabbit parts.

Pushing is the hard part.




Driving is definitely more fun. And riding can't be beat!!! We just need to put some kind of sticky pad on the seat. Squirt Boy flies off at the end. Those snowsuits sure are slickery!