Last summer, we were determined the little guy would learn to ride his bike. He went from being afraid of it, to loving the feeling of riding along, culminating at the end of the summer on a ride on the Silver Comet Trail. Haven't been doing much riding since - too much to do and not enough time, what with schoolwork and all... but we're taking the trailer, with a newly installed bike rack, down to the Gulf Coast for Spring Break and taking the bikes along so I'm doing clean-up and fix-up... and found that Aaron's pretty much outgrown the bike he was using. Or, rather, it didn't fit him. (By the way, John, would you like it back?)
So he now has a new 24" bike, one that should last him for a few years. He loves it - the gears shift smoothly, it pedals so easily... it's odd to remember being a kid and the feeling you got from something so simple and yet magical in the ability to give a freedom you'd never experienced before...
J.