John Muir

The family headed to John Muir for the day. It was a great time. We started out with a picnic lunch and then headed out on the trails. Chey was leading the group which quickly turned out to be a mistake. It could take that kid a week to realize her breaks do not work, because she never uses them. She went flying down a stretch of tree roots and did a bounce off her seat onto her crossbar and slammed her crotch good. She at least was laughing as Nubs asked if she needed the seat pulled out of her rear. From here on in, it was decided that Nubs would lead because she is a bit more cautious. That lasted for two miles and then she wanted to take off. Mike and her left Chey and I half way through our loop. Wasn't far down the line and Chey started to crap out on me. Luckily I didn't have to nag. The mosquito's were quite persuasive. When we turned back, Chey took off down a stretch of tree roots again and hit a corner kind of fast. She slipped off the edge and bowled over two small trees. She was lying on her side with the bike between her legs and couldn't get up, because she was off balance. I pulled her up and we were quickly back on track. She gets goofy when she is tired. Just starts falling off her bike, but she keeps her sense of humor. Three times it seemed she just jumped off her bike. I would just ask her what she was doing and she would laugh. She was all red-faced when we got back, so a second loop was out of the question. The bikes got packed up and we went to Whitewater Lake to hang out. All in all, it was a really nice day.