I love old sleds. Some seasons they sell like hotcakes, other times not. Some shop locations are great for moving them, others not.

As a result, there are times when I feel compelled to donate them to free up space in the basement for other things. I hate getting rid of these old relics of days gone by. You know, the olden days, when kids actually played outdoors. Unsupervised. And they didn’t die.

This sled is much more interesting than the old Flexible Flyers I’ve had. It’s hardwood, with steel runners. It weighs a ton. Honestly, I can’t imagine some little kid dragging this thing up a hill, with snow and ice encrusted in the runners.

Hey none of that matters. It now sits on my dining room table, decorated for winter.

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