This was taken moments before the duck and little girl in its stomach took a dramatic turn and headed straight for me. I managed to get out of the way, mostly. The only casualty was my pinky nail.
So, how did I get run down by a giant duck? We were at an Art Sled Rally in Minneapolis, where people sled down a hill in artistic sled creations, some being more decorative than functional. The pictures probably say it best:
And my favorite, the Mammoth:
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