This year was the third year of this tradition. We were up there for three days, and on the third day, Landon got to take out his own sled. He did awesome for his first time. He put 42 miles on the sled, which is no minor feat. He went up hills and fell into a 4-foot hole. He showed no fear. (I, on the other hand, was having a small heart attack every time he took off.) It was a blast. We're all looking forward to our next trip!
Getting ready to head down the field.
Up the hill.
Down the hill.