Growing up in Los Angeles, trying to kill yourself sledding took a lot of forethought. You couldn't just grab your sled after school and wander to the closest slope. We had to load up our sled, toboggans and inner-tubes and drive up to the snow in Angeles National Forest(about a 30-40 minute drive from my home).
Those rare occasions that we could convince a Dad to haul us up into the mountains were rare, but we couldn't wait to get up there and careen down hills and dodge trees. I remember crashing into trees and not being able to stop and falling into the stream at the bottom of the run. Bruises, limps and gashes were a badge of honor for the next school day when you could brag about hitting that bump in the run at 100 mph and flying at least 1/4 mile before getting the wind knocked out of you on landing...right before you hit the tree.
Now it seems to be a thing of the past (via Outside the Beltway)
I understand why cities would ban this. Today people just can't recognize that when they do something that entails some risk, there is a chance of getting hurt. Well, maybe they do, but being they got hurt, someone should have stopped them from doing it, so they sue. Now, even if you are willing to take the risk, you can't.
It's sad that kids growing up now will not get to enjoy that rush of joy from being on the edge of disaster and living through it.
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