The snowy driveway was inviting in the daylight and seemed the perfect "course" for snowboarding.
But the evening hours seemed to "call" to the snowboarders in the family.
Uncle Al would be the offical driver of the Ranger.
Kidlet Three was the official lookout in the cab
The snowboard goes on...
The rope is attached and knotted...
And off into the dark of night they go.
The only sound I could hear was laughter and giggles.
Boys will be boys!