Although slightly differing from the version set upon a page on Benno`s Figures Forum,this adventure starts upon a late afternoon, and upon an icy cold day too. It being the case that the only things not frozen to their spots are the moving shadows.
On Kett`s Heights, the highest elevated point that overlooks the city far below it,are obvious ski marks, but who on earth is mad enough to attempt skiing here? Yes, of course Fred, is.
Fred,has decided to give skiing a go.
"I mean how difficult could it be to do such a wonder as slide.",he thought to himself, and so off he went upon a three mile skiing trip,with half of it being very steeply down hill.
The first leg of the journey starts at Mousehold Heath,and soon Fred is nearing the dropping off point of Ketts Hill,and then..... Whoosh!
He disappeared over the edge. The sound of the smooth running ski`s,is drowned out by Fred`s Yippee,that resounded in my ears. However now that is replaced with what I can only describe as an artillery shell whistling through the air.
Upon the fast down hill run the steepest in these parts Fred, skimmed an icy bump and Gosh! The little fellow is airborne and at the rate of knots too. It being clocked at a cool 188 miles per hr lift off ! The old saying, "What goes up , must come down," comes to mind .......
.....as he reaches the point where gravity dictates it to be the case,and Fred, is now hurtling down and still sounding like an artillery shell .................. impact imminent.
Lucky for Fred a huge mound of soft snow caught his fall like the arms of a good friend. It was fourtune smiling upon this little pepper pot alien,because just beyond this snowy mound the fast flowing River Wensum speeds along past its deepest spot.
Although flopped upside down imbedded in snow,with his eye only seeing white,he knows he`s A OK! With not a single seam or bolt or rivet shoved out of place.
"A close call." He says to himself while wobbling and shifting and rolling out of that icy cold place.
Not that he feels it as others do.
Finally he`s upright and it`s time to head for home a mile or so away.He thinks to himself,
" MayBell,will never believe all this. Unless she reads it."
With the night now fast drawing in,and with the intrepid Fred,now skiing towards Fiddle Wood and the safety of home, it is time to put a close to this Sci-Fi Page.
Enjoy your Holiday Guys and Have Fun.
Above all stay Safe. C U a little later BB