My Brother and I used to live up on Haystack Mountain and we would go out on these great exploratory treks up the mountain looking for bears or hidden treasure at the top or great sledding hill spots. Well we found a great sledding spot and it took my brother, my best friend, and I all the way to the bottom of the mountain at about 60 mph. Then we had to get back up there somehow. We walked and climbed for hours and hours, not properly dressed of course. We took shortcuts and got lost. The only thing that saved me and my friend’s feet from freezing off was the fact that my brother let us warm our feet on his belly periodically. We eventually found our way back to the big house on the side of the mountain. Thanks brother. I love you so much.
- Big Mama Bear
