We went on a sleigh ride (Kulig) last weekend. It was the perfect weekend for it — very wintery. Sadly, the snow is all gone now.
Kulig is the word for the Polish winter tradition of sleigh rides. There was a group of about 10 wagons. We rode a bit, visited a real German bunker, and were entertained by a man in a long beard (Father Frost? I have no idea). Rode some more, then stopped by a fire at the end for roasted sausages and marshmallows and drank hot wine (adults only, of course). Miss H and friends figured out how to make ice pops out of snow and hot tea.