Friday, though cold, was a bright and sunny day – perfect for a family expedition. We took Alex’s bike to the John Muir pathway along the Firth of Forth, just outside of Musselburgh. It’s time for Alex to get more confidence in his bike and himself on it. He needs to ride faster if we’re going to take his stabilisers off.
It was a good ride – he started slow and hesitant, but I started challenging him to races. As the trip went on, I found myself striding less and running more to keep up with him. He was thrilled to be pushing me, but insisted after a time that we were “a team” and should cross every minor finishing line at the same time.
At the midpoint of the ride, we all stopped on the beach. The kids threw rocks into the water. I found a couple of old bikes on the stony shore, slowly rusting in the salt and being buried by the tides.
The first bike, frame and cables
Taken 14 April 2006
Cables round the stem of the bike
Taken 14 April 2006
Pedal mount on the second bike
Taken 14 April 2006
Rust replaces chrome on the second bike
Taken 14 April 2006
Handlebar mount on the second bike
Taken 14 April 2006
Sprockets in stone, bike 1
Taken 14 April 2006
Stone in sprockets, bike 2
Taken 14 April 2006
Wheel mount, bike 2
Taken 14 April 2006
Not just a bike, but the headphones for a walkman too!
Taken 14 April 2006
Handrail hardware by the firth
Taken 14 April 2006