Dad and Nigel went out for a big adventure today, taking their bikes to the Jordan River Parkway for a ride. Rather than his yellow run bike, Dad persuaded Nigel to bring his white-and-pink pedal bike, to encourage him to practice a bit more with it.
Nigel had fun riding, especially over a section of unpaved trail, which he said was very bumpy, no doubt due to the small size of his wheels. (It looked to Dad like a very bumpy ride, indeed.) The hills also illustrated the difference in perspective a child Nigel's age faces. What seemed to Dad like the slightest uphill gradient was a major undertaking for Nigel, and the downhills sent him coasting at speeds that certainly terrified Dad, despite Nigel wearing gloves and a helmet, and may even have frightened Nigel briefly.
After riding what must have been more than a quarter-mile, they stopped to throw sticks into the river. This game lasted at least half an hour, with the memorable quote from Nigel, "Dad, the Jordan River is the perfect place for throwing dead and dormant plants, isn't it?"
The ride back had most of the downhills, and went surprisingly fast, given the time it took to get to the stopping point. Dad has estimated the whole ride as having been more than a mile long, from the parking lot at 5400 S up to the bridge at about 5000 S, then turning around and heading back on the paved trail.
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