- DezBJr – the boy's suddenly interested in mountain biking…
If you went up the red that’s a fair climb for the first go ….(if you found any cheap sunglasses they’d be mine)
However … this really is my favourite thing in the world … nothing makes me happier than going out cycling with my kid because it’s one of those things you can truly share…. it’s not like watching them play football or rugby etc. but you are actually doing it together (not knocking those.. or even taking my kid racing but truth be known I’d rather be riding with him than watching him race)Posted 9 months agoian martinSubscriber
I took my 6 year old (nearly 7) to Glentress for the first time this week. After a bit of grumbling about the climb from the bottom she soon started to enjoy it.
So much so that after ridden approx 60% of the blue loop and a cafe stop she wanted to ride some more.
I put the bikes back on the roof rack and drove to top carpark where we rode parts of the skills loop, the full green loop and another blast down Berm baby berm. All in I reckon she rode nearly 10 mile (going by distances on the trail map).
I was a very proud dad following her line down the trail and hearing whooping with joy as she went.
I now need to initiate my 4 year old son but I’ll try and hold off till next year though as he’s a bit of a mentalist on the downs.Posted 9 months ago
it’s not like watching them play football or rugby etc. but you are actually doing it together
So true!Posted 9 months ago
In fact, I play touch rugby with the kid (our club does this during the week) and ref the rugby matches. My brother says to me the other day “You can’t play everything with the teenagers Dez!” 😳
This means… watching every single bleedin youtube video on the subject!
Now he wants a dropper post.
He wants to try full sus. Carbon that is.
Just asked me if I had tried a steel MTB 😆
Little swine still can’t ride up hills without whinging though 🙂
Made me (huh! Was so happy to!) take him up to QECP to have a go on my 575. It was wet this morning. Wet leaves, wet chalk, wet roots. He did ok, but when it started hammering down, we had to go home. He only had a tshirt and footy shorts so was drenched. I was glad cos still not recovered from my knackered shoulder and falling off wouldn’t have been wise.Posted 9 months ago
Sitting in the car eating Cheetos, I couldn’t be a happier dad.
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