I remember sliding down the avenue. We had enough sense to post a kid at the cross street intersection who would run out waving his arms if a car was coming and we’d crash into the woods to keep from getting run over.
WHERE THE HELL WERE OUR PARENTS!!!
We also had a sled trail back in the woods. You had to be pretty careful, if you didn’t make the sharp turn at the bottom, you ended up in the brook. I don’t think our parents even knew about that one!
Our parents didn’t seem particularly worried, we even has the use of the sled that my mom still had from when she was a kid.
I had the wooden stake-side model. It had slatted pieces you could remove.
Pulled all kinds of stuff, kids too, mostly attached to bike.