Sherwood Pines with Louis this morning. Brilliant. We decided to do the blue route which I thought was just right for our very limited experience. As we got close to the end Louis spotted a turn for the gnarlier red route and suggested that we try it.
Honestly, in my heart, I was already tucking into the hot chocolate and oat bars in the car, but I was so happy to be out with my boy, and so stoked that he was enjoying it enough to want to do more and harder stuff, that I said yes.
We hadn’t gone very far when we realised the error of our ways. Rocks and roots and drops were a bit above our skill level. I was using a friend’s 29er which gave me an advantage over some of it, but Louis deployed youth, suppleness and vigour. Nevertheless, we both called time fairly quickly.
I’m sure we’ll do it again, and give the red run a proper go.
So lovely being out together on bikes.