My One Fall Ride may not be the most epic. In fact, I know for a fact it isn't. But it sure means the most to me.
Thanksgiving day dawned sunny and unusually warm for a late November day. My wife and I were getting our two daughters ready to head over to her parents house for Thanksgiving dinner. It was so nice out that I was starting to regret having to spend the day inside. Visions of jumping on my bike came in my head as I walked through the garage and noticed Nora, my almost-4-year-old daughter, pumping my floor pump up and down. I asked her what she was doing, and her reply was “Filling up my trike, Dad”.
A closer look revealed an ingenious placement of the hose while she 'filled up' her trike.
This got me thinking. Maybe I need to 'fill up' my bike? So I can’t tell you how elated I was when Nora told me she wanted to take the Burley to Grammy’s house.
The weather was great. The roads were abnormally quiet. And the trailer attachment fit on my newly assembled Spearfish. So off we went on our six-mile traverse across town. It occurred to me while winding through the neighborhoods that today was a great day. I could have been anywhere else in the world and it would not have lived up to the feeling I had, spending time with my daughter, doing something we both enjoyed. I learned something that day. Your most memorable and rewarding adventures aren’t always epic, multi day excursions. They can be had with friends and family only a few hours or miles from home.
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