Sliding down the stairs

Our house on Northshore Dr. had some L-shaped stairs leading down from right near the front door to the downstairs. Nick, Shawn, and I discovered that if we laid out the couch cushions on the stairs, we could get some decent speed sliding down the ten or so stairs on the long side of the L. On weekends, we’d slide down the stairs over and over with friends. We’d put one smaller cushion against the wall at the end to avoid poking holes in the walls. Eventually, though, sliding on the cushions wasn’t enough, so Nick (I’m sure it was Nick) tried sliding down the cushions on a sleeping bag.

At that point, there wasn’t a whole lot of difference between sliding down the stairs and just diving down head first. It was FAST. Somehow, though, nobody broke a single bone and the stairs survived our abuse.