“Can I make this jump? Can I make this jump?” That was always the question as we would travel to hilly Eastern Colorado after a fresh snow for a fun-filled day of sledding and fellowship with friends and family.
The right section of the hill carried a milder grade, while the far left was practically a sheer drop off. It didn’t help that the left also had a strategically placed mound at the bottom of the run. Should you dare go left, two choices remained as you approached the the bottom at break-neck speeds: “Do I bail now or do I go for it?”
This painting is dedicated to those who went for it.