Seems they have similar navigational skills, too.
Yeah, unless the snow was crusted over really thick the Flyer’s runners would break through and send you face first into the snow. We used them mostly on the roads, which were only sparsely sanded in those days.
Are Santa and Cpt’n Eddie related??
The only issue we had with the “Flying Saucer” was the lack of any kind of steering, though I did lose a tooth to a toboggan in the 1960’s, while kneeling in the front to steer over a stone wall. Later, when we got older and were provided machines to enhance our fun, we would tow the saucer behind a snowmobile (yes, they were snowmobiles then, not the snow machines of today) and try to fling the rider off. Lost one buddy, for a bit, inside the snow laden branch’s of a spruce tree. Yes, great fun that added to my growing collection of lifetime achievement awards (various aches, pains and surgically repaired things). Wouldn’t change a moment of it.
I could, but, she will have several packages for me under the tree. For me to wrap nothing for her would be… rude? Uncaring? Inadequate? Just what I need…;)
Maybe it’s just my generation, but I have to agree with mom on this one. For the vast majority of people what nature, genetics and your own good stewardship gave you cannot be improved on by some dude with a tattoo pen.
Ever the pedantic is our Bucky.
Wiley has put his thumb on the very reason I do not like this part of the holiday season. If we could remove the rampant commercialization, I’d like it a lot more. Then there’s the fact that I’m male and, by definition, can and never will buy the right things (save a year’s supply of lip balm in a stocking) regardless of the time effort and care I may use, unless I’m simply the one standing at the credit card reader running my card as instructed. Stress, time, money and effort expended to only foster more stress, embarrassment and disillusion. Seems like peace, family and good food should be enough.
And I’ve read them both, on paper.