If by now you are envisiging a nice leisurely ride through the forest, let me tell you, that a ride with my kids is anything but! Usually I bring up the rear with my youngest who has been more my pace.... not this year! The kids are riding at break neck speed through the forest and my husband is dutifully following me, probably wishing he could ride at break neck speed as well, but feeling sorry for the poor unfit woman at the back who is puffing so hard she is turning purple. To make matters worse, my husband informs me I now have a nice mud line right up my back from riding through puddles. This was going to make a delightful photo wasn't it.
We had ridden a couple of kilometres when I hear a yell through the trees. My oldest son had been riding down a hill when his front wheel seized up and his bike came to a screaming halt. Fortunately, he wasn't injured. "Don't worry Mum" he says as he hops from branch to branch "I have my cell phone". "That is great son, but we have no reception out here," I replied. I don't know who he thought he was going to ring but the cell phone is aparently the answer to every dilemma. Being the good mother I am, I offered him my bike and to walk his bike back to the car. The trouble was, the front wheel wasn't moving and I didn't fancy a two kilometre walk carrying a full sized bike. My husband, who while not Mr Fix It but not useless either, managed to loosen the wheel enough to push the bike. So I set off with a warning not to walk over any bumps or the wheel might fall off.....are you kidding me, in a forest, no bumps! I managed to drag the ailing bike back to the car, the wrong way down a one way track, hoping all the way that another manic family wouldn't run me down.
Back at the car, I load the offending bike onto the trailer and sit in the car, all the while wishing I had a magazine or book to read to pass the time. As I rifle through the nooks and crannies in the car, I come across a bag of lollies my husband has hid under the drivers seat.....Bargain!