

Who would have thought, however, that these innocent, benign, innocuous activities should be verboten? Yes, my daddy is a veritable criminal and a ringleader of sorts. To lead his brother-in-law, Uncle Matthew, down the wayward path - unconscionable. Not to mention besmirching my mommy in her association with daddy. It is said that nefarious pursuits such as this are gateways to activities leading to a life of crime and of running from the Law.
Apparently it is illegal to sled off lodge roofs in United States' (including territories) National Parks. It doesn't matter that the lodge is mostly buried in snow. At any rate, the Crater Lake Lodge Sledding Law Enforcement Special Task Force (CLLSLESTF) was dispatched to intervene and remove us by force, if necessary. The photo below shows the captain of the CLLSLESTF intercepting my daddy to bring the full force of the Law upon his wayward activities.


Were it not for my daddy's silver tongue and the fact that he is my daddy he would surely have been sent down the river, or slope as it may be in this case, for a very long time.
The moral of the story is: Freedom does not extend to lodge roof sledding, no matter how much snow. If you have any other morals to this story you might want to share, please do. I'm looking for ones to live my life by.
JEO