Can we possibly be any luckier than we are?
Living in the shadow of mighty Mount Philo, we don't even have to get into our car to reach the mother of all sledding hills.
For those of you looking for the best sledding on the planet, look no further! When our glorious state park, which has won awards as Vermont's best in past years, closes its gate after the last leaves have fallen, those in the know start getting really, really itchy. There's a buzz in our house.
Questions begin their annual percolation. Past year's memorable runs generate laughter and anticipation... Will we have a great snowy year? When will it snow? Remember last year, when I passed you like you were standing still? How 'bout the air off the crazy jump? When can we SCREAM on our first run of the season down the closed road?
God Almighty, that first run of the year is always premo!!!
EVERYTHING about this run tops the classic category. About a mile of uninterrupted bombing down on your tummy, knees, or your bum. 2 hairpins, two steep sections (one on the upper third and the second on the lower third), sensational views on the walk up, on top and at the bottom when you roll off your sled in utter ecstatic hysteria!
To get it better than this you'd have to take the 1 mile bobsled at The Olympic Center in Lake Placid for over a hundred bucks and sign a slew of liability waivers.
Hey. On Mount Philo, it's ALL FREE.
The range of sleds is vast. Mad River Rockets, Hammerheads (our choice!), Trays, and all sorts of crazy derivations in between. Anything fit to get you down, in mostly one piece.
All this thinking, writing and describing has me cooked up in a frenzy.
Look.
I gotta go. Gonna grab my son and daughter and have today's death slalom duel.
If you hear us yelling, kindly get out of our way 
If you have any great sledding stories on Mount Philo to share, please post a comment here at Hurd's The Word or if you know of any great hills absolutely post them here!
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