I took Lamb sledding on the hill nearby that we can walk to. It's still a hill to her.
Really, it is just a gentle slope. Mind you, if I was a pikeman I'd rather charge down that slope than up, but it really isn't much of a hill. I wasn't sure if she'd still want to use it.
Fortunately, for Lamb it is still big enough to provide a fun ride down even though it is long past being the scary mountain that gave her pause before she committed to going over the snowy cliff.
She tossed her gloves off in an homage to the days when she'd fling her hat off as if she was going so fast it just happened.
We'll see if I can get away with just this hill for the rest of the sledding season.