Remember when you were a kid, the day after a fresh round of snow meant SLEDDING! We'd spend the whole day on the hills, flying down them at mach speeds (at least it felt like it!) and then trudge back up the hill either pulling or carrying our sleds.

I remember thinking how cool it would be if there was a ski lift on the sledding hill, or even better, if I could FLY! Then I could get more runs in.

Someone caught a bird in Russia enjoying the best of BOTH worlds. The bird jumps on a bottle cap, slides down a rooftop, then picks the cap up in his beak and flies back to the top of the roof so he can go down again.

I can't stop watching it!