Extreme Sledding

As a kid, no matter what the sled hill actually, literally looked like, in my mind meant soaring through the air at incredible speeds, watching chunks of soft, white debris explode around me in slow motion as I fought for life and speed. My family couldn't afford a video camera at that point, so there really is no documented proof to reveal if this thrill was based more on fact or on fantasy. I do remember that large jumps on the sledding hill were to be expected (my older brothers were snowboard ramp architects) and my friends and I read too much Calvin & Hobbes and played too much Tony Hawk's Pro Skater, so we were not afraid. Fear comes with age. I'm in my twenties now I must not be as flexible because I've learned that sledding can hurt. Going sledding with my nieces and nephew showed me how old and conservative I've really become with my holiday winter sports. I think it was a combination of that, and also flipping through the old Calvin & Hobbes books again, that helped develop the concept for this film.