Slow, no altitude, and short, but fun.
Friday, December 09, 2016
Wednesday night family ride
I was gagging for a ride, and asked my boys if they wanted to come then T said why don't we all go... The Turner was at Josh's getting new suspension bushes and lower linkage so we were short one bike, meaning T needed to ride the Fatty, and I had to settle for the townie... So, chucked all the weight bikes on the back of the Fiat (cos T had a work car home), and we wallowed out to the forest. Hit the trail, me with my be-slicked tires, cruiser bars and basket(ish thing) on front, T on the fatbike and the two boys on theirs, Jet racing off ahead. Headed in, hung a left and headed through to the pond, then on through and out to the beach. Stopped and checked out the beach, Jet had a swim, I was tempted to skinny dip, but no one else was keen. On southwards. An encounter for Jet with a slightly dodgy dog, then in the quickest way back and through the forest back to the car by 9pm, a late night for the boys...
Slow, no altitude, and short, but fun.
Slow, no altitude, and short, but fun.
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