I'm going sledding. It's all snowy, and snow is compressed on the road, down a fairly steep hill. Somebody asks me where we're going, and I say we're going sledding down this road, come on down if you want to join us. But then I drop my red plastic sled and it goes off the side of the road, down a steep embankment into a gully. It's about 50 or 60 feet down. I guess I'll have to climb down there and get it first. Some sort of joke is made about how that's not where we're supposed to be sledding.