The Siliko boys 2.10.17 Sledding Adventure

 

Sometimes, you just have to take your best guess and make a decision.  Spoiler Alert:  It was not a tough decision.

Earlier this week, I wrote about some ways we have taken advantage of many warm days this winter.

Wednesday night, we got a rare (for this winter) snowfall that covered the grass.  I thought about sledding on Thursday, but it was cold enough for me to think we would not be able to stay outside too long.  We then had Ryan’s basketball practice in the evening.  Ryan asked me on the way home from practice when we were going to go sledding and have a snowball fight.

Friday, I happened to be off of work.  I looked at the 10-day weather forecast.  There was not a day below 45 degrees.  This would take us to nearly the end of February, and while we have had snow in Ohio in May, I could not take the chance on missing this chance before the snow was going to melt, which was forecasted to be late afternoon on Friday.

I talked to Jen Friday morning.  My plan was to get Ryan on the bus, take Sawyer to school, and then go to the park to see how much snow was left on the hill.  After the drop off, I was happy to see there was very little grass showing on the hillside.  I came home and excitedly packed up the car, including a jug of hot chocolate.

I picked up Ryan and Sawyer around 1230p (yes, I picked them up from school early).  They were both very surprised and excited.  We stopped at my friend Dan Rambo’s house to pick him up and put on our snowsuits for our adventure.

While the temperature was right at freezing by the time we got to the park, I was dismayed to see there was not much snow left on the hill.  The sun beams had already gone to work.

Fortunately, there was enough snow that we were able to go down the hill with a decent amount of speed.  We spent the next 90 minutes laughing and cheering each other on.  Dan went sledding for the first time since his daughters were home.  We then refueled with hot chocolate and headed home.  By 4p, almost all of the snow was completely melted.

The fact the boys talked about it the rest of the day made it worthwhile.  If this was our last chance to sled this winter, it was worth it.  If we get another chance, it was still worth it.  I am so thankful the adventure fell into place.

I would love to hear about your winter adventures, have a great day!

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Winter Is What You Make Of It…..

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Ryan taking his hacks on February 5, 2017

To a typical Midwesterner, Winter in Ohio means cold and snow.  Bundling up, shoveling snow, snowball fights and forts, ice fishing, ice skating, cross-country skiing, and sledding are just some of the activities Ohioans get to enjoy.  Growing up in Northeast Ohio, snow and ice were commonplace.  If memory serves, I do not remember the last of the 9 foot tall snow piles from the Blizzard of ’78 melting until April.

However, living in Southwest Ohio for the past 2o winters, we have the cold temperatures, but not much snow.  If we’re going to have cold weather, I want the snow too.  A couple of inches of snow in SW Ohio, is cause for alarm, while this amount in NE Ohio is a mere nuisance.

The winter of 2016-2017 has had little snowfall, some cold, and some exceptionally warm days.  There have been numerous days in the 40’s, some in the 50’s, and a few in the 60’s.  The picture above was on one of the high 50 degree days.

With unusual circumstances, comes opportunity.  These unusually warmer days have allowed us to spend more time outside playing (it seems during bone-chilling weather, parents spend more time bundling and unbundling their youngsters than the actual amount of time they play outside).  Here are some of the activities we have had the chance to do often rare in this time of year:

  • camp outside
  • night crawler hunting (the evening of February 7th was incredible, night crawlers were diving back into their tunnels with every step we took)
  • play baseball
  • take a long bike ride through town
  • hikes
  • water balloon and water gun fights
  • playing on the playground

I wrote this article on a day that we had enough snowfall to cover the ground.  I am not sure who’s hoping more for a snow day tomorrow, myself or my boys.  Thank you for reading and I would love to hear your favorite winter activities.

R

 

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I am no Lewis & Clark, but I thwarted the great Lab escape

Last Friday, January 10, I went out early in the morning to shovel a beautiful new
fallen snow off of our sidewalk and driveway.  I decided to let the
dogs play in the backyard while I completed the shoveling.

As I was wrapping up, Lucy started barking.  I thought it was because
she was getting cold, but when I went to the fence I noticed Woody was
not roaming the backyard.  I then realized Lucy was alerting me to the
great escape.

I took Lucy in the house, and then did a quick walk-through the
neighborhood with no success.  I then returned to the house to get
Lucy and resume the chase.

During these escapes, my main concern is we live very close to US
Highway, and it gets quite busy with automobile and commercial truck
traffic.  Not a good place for dogs to be casually exploring.
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As Lucy and I began our search, we found Woody’s paw prints in the
snow.  Lucy got the scent and our tracking adventure had begun!

I can tell you this for sure, Woody does not walk in straight lines,
not ever.  As we weaved and bobbed through the neighborhood, around
buildings, stopping at many trees, the tracks led us across the
highway.  After following more unusual paths, we had lost the course.
It was now almost 7a and people were getting up to do their daily
thing.  Lucy and I headed for home feeling defeated.

Luckily on our way home, we found the tracks again.  They went back
across the street going towards our house.  Perhaps we could find him
this time…

As we were yelling his name, Woody burst into view and came running
towards us.  I leashed him up, feeling grateful to see him, and mad
that he had not come to us sooner as we were calling his name.
Judging by the path we followed, I think he kept running away from us,
thinking this was a game.

The hole in the fence has been patched, but I am sure there will be
more adventures ahead.  I just hope the dogs do not get hurt (or
worse) or picked up by strangers.  They may think it is fun to run,
but it is tough on their owners.

I would love to hear about any great escapes from your pets.

R