Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz (the blue frog) on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
Word count: 99
Sorry, folks! I’ve been greedy this week and posted two stories.
White Nancy
The chill I feel isn’t just from the frost, nor even from the wind-chill. Prone on my sledge, I’m peering down from the summit of White Nancy. Tracks like scars in the snow disappear into the blackness of the night. There’s a drystone wall down there, with a snow bridge over it. Tilley lamps gleam either side of the bridge. They mark its location but are too dim to show anything else. I will have to steer between the two, and then fly like a ski-jumper.
“Get a move on!”
“Chicken!” whispers Steve.
I brace myself and push off.
Very chiily, I wonder how her “Chicken Run” went over the snow bridge…
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Dear Ivor
Thank you for reading and commenting. It was a risky business that’s for sure!
With best wishes
Penny
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I feel I did this as a kid once… it might have ended in a mild concussion… but it does remind of Calvin and Hobbes.
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Dear Bjorn
Thank you for reading and commenting. I like the Calvin and Hobbes cartoon! Crazy just about sums it up!
With best wishes
Penny
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haha, this is great, I love it!
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What did the narrator do? Skiing? Well it does not really matter. It matters, if the situation was really high risky or not. And this is again a very individual evaluation. From Sports I learnd, that most of the time, I have just to overcome my fear and will have more success. But this depends if you are more scary or already a hot rock. My son for example is very careful all the time, there I always knew to tell him, go ahead you can do it. He quasi never had injuries. My daughter was always a hot rock. I fished her several times out of the pool, because she just jumped in at the moment she could walk. I knew that I could not let her go to primary by bike alone the first year, because she does not look for cars….she never really recognize danger and has no fear…well I do not know how often I have been in hospital with her…..so everything depends on people..most of the time, or?
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I suppose it’s all a part of growing up! (BTW it was a toboggan, not skis, Anie)
Thank you for reading and commenting.
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beautifully written!
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Dear Sascha
Thank you for reading and for your kind comment! I’m glad you enjoyed the story.
With best wishes
Penny
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Love this! And yes.. .The Calvin and Hobbes cartoon to go with as well!
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Dear Dale
Thank you for reading, and for your kind comment. I’m glad you enjoyed the story.
With best wishes
Penny
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😁
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fly, baby fly
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Dear Prior
Thank you for reading and commenting.
Wheeeee!
With best wishes
Penny
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have a great day Penny
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If the guy’s name was not Steve, we could have concluded it with (beyond the 100 words of course) Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after 🙂
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Dear Anurag
Thank you for reading and commenting. We could indeed have concluded it like that!
With best wishes
Penny
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Dear Penny,
Two good stories in one week? Way to go.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle
Thank you for reading, and for your kind comment. I’m glad you enjoyed!
With best wishes
Penny
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Oh, I foresee bad things. Love that idea of a snow bridge over the drystone wall – we had one of those when I was growing up in Derbyshire, a drift of snow so huge it compacted over the wall and the kids used it for sledging. Terrifying really. Lovely tale Penny
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Dear Lynn
Thank you for reading and commenting. I’m not aware of any serious casualties at that specific location…
The scariest thing would be knowing that you mustn’t slow down over the bridge or you would drop off the far side rather than flying!
With best wishes
Penny
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Best to watch others first, then have a go once you’ve got the lie of the land, I’d say 🙂
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If you are not sure, that is certainly a good approach. However, if you already know the terrain and the risk is not too high, I see no reason to hesitate. You can also break your neck during a normal walk.
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Very, very true Anie 🙂
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Only if you have been in a similar position and situation can you really understand the chill, the thrill, the fear, and the total exhilaration of finally pushing off. Loved this story.
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You too, Linda?
Thank you for reading and commenting.
With best wishes
Penny
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We lived in Portland, Oregon when I was 10-15 years old. Mount Hood was only an hour away. Thrills and chills for sleds, toboggans, and flying saucers 🙂
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Nicely done – it paints a vivid picture and a real sense of trepidation. I like the title too… is it fictional or does such a place exist?
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Dear Anna
Thank you for reading and commenting.
White Nancy is a structure at the top of Kerridge Hill, overlooking Bollington in Cheshire UK. Children used to toboggan there during the sixties – whether they still do, I don’t know!
Thank you for your kind words – I’m glad the sense of trepidation came across.
With best wishes
Penny
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Such remembrances of sledding… and crashing… ouch! Lovely story.
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Dear Jelli
Thank you for reading and commenting. I’m glad you enjoyed the story, and that it re-awakened happy memories!
With best wishes
Penny
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I remember going sledding at night when I was a kid! OMG! We were crazy and very fortunate we didn’t get hurt worse. Cute story! 🙂
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The adults should also do something crazy much more often, I think that brings a lot of joy to life!
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You know what, Anie – I agree with you! Downhill skiing is almost as much fun…
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it must not be skiing, it must not even be a dangerous thing, just something you spontanouus, that you normally do not do, like going swimming in the sea in your clothes, sitting down to a beggar having lunch with him,….
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Dear Courtney
Thank you for reading and commenting. I’m glad you liked the story. What fun to know that you, too, went sledging at night! As you say, we were lucky not to be seriously hurt.
All the best
Penny
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Tracks like scars in the snow Oh! I love this line. I can see those tracks because I’ve been there.
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Dear Alicia
Thank you for reading and commenting. How sweet of you to exclaim over the ‘tracks like scars in the snow’. I’m really pleased with this story because it seems to have stirred so many happy memories in readers!
With best wishes
Penny
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Great tension — I feel the chill too, and am scared of pushing off! I also loved the line about tracks like scars in the snow; so perfect.
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Dear Joy
Thank you for reading and commenting. You’re very kind to comment on the tension.
With best wishes
Penny
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sometimes you have to stop thinking and just doing…
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Yay, Christmas in hospital! Fingers crossed they avoid that fate.
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Plaster on the broken ankle, and out again for the big day! Yay!
Thank you for reading and commenting, Ali
With best wishes
Penny
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Scary! Kids and their dares. 🤤
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Hi Laurie!
Thank you for reading and commenting. Yes, I think it was the whispered ‘Chicken!’ that pushed the narrator into setting off!
Best wishes
Penny
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That’s a quick way to win a Darwin Award.
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hahaha, you got only black colour for pictures or?
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Aw, come on Alice! It’s not as bad as that – just rather rash!
Thanks for reading and commenting!
With best wishes
Penny
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Good story, puts us right there.
Do children still toboggan? In this day and age when you can’t have peanuts on planes for fear someone might have an allergic reaction, how can dangerous sports like this still fly. (Pardon the pun.) 🤔
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they do, they fly.
Because there are still areas where you trust your feelings and live with your nature and because there are still parents who know that you can not rob your children of their own experiences (whether positive or negative). Life is dangerous and of course you should not expose yourself to high risks. This also means that one should defend against genetically modified peanuts. But tobogganing belongs really to the life of a child, like falling with a bicycle and breaking an arm.
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Dear Christine
Thank you for reading and commenting.
I hope very much that children still toboggan. It’s such fun, and doesn’t have to be lethally dangerous (I wouldn’t have let my kids down White Nancy, I must admit!)
With best wishes
Penny
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Doesn’t sound like he’s got much room to manoevre!
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Dear Liz
Thank you for reading and commenting.
No, the bridge was about a metre wide. Quite a small target for a sledge.
With best wishes
Penny
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