Sunday, March 9, 2014

the hill

Bejos boy loves to accompany me to the Country Store for any and every errand we run there. He gears up with his helmet and bike, anxious to go down the hill. It's not a huge hill, but it still makes me nervous every time.

I have this fear that I will film an adventure ride like this one day that involves a head over handlebars incident. It is bound to happen, whether I film it or not, but please, please not on my watch. His real desire is the other hill, that huge hill to the left. One time, when I was feeling a bit more adventurous, he and I stood atop the hill but then both chickened out. The view from the top was a much steeper angle than both of us had first thought.

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