To a pro, the distinction between disc and frisbee is as important as the difference between a footbag and a hacky sack: one is for kids; the other is for men.
A Syracuse newcomer reflects on the snowfall that shows no signs of stopping.
New England weather is moody. Growing up in southwestern Connecticut, I saw times when it was warm in winter months and freezing cold in spring and summer.
Three years ago my family moved to Long Island, and in December 2009, there was a substantial blizzard where up to 26 inches of snow struck the ground, according to Newsday. It was unexpected, and it was a necessity to cozy up under blankets and have a nice cup of hot chocolate.
Every winter the Central New York Ice Racing Association takes to the lakes for some sideways speed.
To the uninitiated, simply driving a car on a lake--never mind racing--is an exercise in the willful suspension of disbelief.
On a January day, the temperature on Lake Honeoye was in the teens, and there was a stiff breeze coming off the lake. The ice measured 11 inches average thickness, one inch below the 12 inches required for an official event. But several members of the Central New York Ice Racing Association members decided to take their chances and show up at the usual time to turn some laps.