Just Sleddin

On one very snowy sunday on Turtle hill my friends Sefton, Ben and I were having some of the best sledding of the season.  The weather was warm and there wasn't a cloud to be seen.  I saw my breathe rise above me as I stared down the foreboding steep hill. After taking one deep breath I took my foot of the ground and let my GT snow racer dive downwards.  Snow powder spat in my face as I descended the hill.  As the farther I went down the hill the closer I came to the five foot jump at the end.  Once I flew off the lip of the jump I rode through the air reaching about three feet above the jump and  as I began to decend my feet flew out in front of me and I closed my eyes for the impact.  THUD the impact winds as I land upon my side.  Ben and Sefton begin to laugh as they watched me cradled in pain dazed I was able to comprehend only part of what they were saying.  I stood up, dusted myself off and began the march up towards the top of the hill.  When I got there, I swore, as I realized that I left the GT snow racer at the bottom of the hill.  I looked around for a coat or a bag to use instead of having to go back down and saw a orange Liberal party sign about two feet by two feet.  I lifted it from the ground and ripped off the metal pegs from it.  I took a running start and pushed my feet off the ground and fell towards the hill.  The moment my body hit the ground i started spinning around blindly snow distorting my sight.  The smooth plastic surface made the descent go much much faster but I as barely comprehending as I spun uncontrollably downwards.  Without really knowing or intending I had launched myself off the jump and up five or six feet in the air.  Doing so while spinning around multiple times.  Falling back towards Earth still upon my sign I spun and landed cleanly over nine feet away.  I got off my board went over to my friends laughing all the while telling them that we needed to do the same thing only next time us a twenty foot sign for all off us.