There is a bicycle-built-for-two at the home we’re vacationing in right now. It had flat tires when we arrived, but when my boys discovered it they rectified that situation quickly… because they have never ridden such an inviting contraption. They went on their first ride down a paved path that leads to the beach…. but the path stopped and the sand started more abruptly then they anticipated. They were being followed by another 11-year-old who witnessed the initial adventure. And an adventure it was. There was a group of kids at the park/beach on a day camp trip who also witnessed the initial adventure.
After the bike hit the sand, it slowed considerably, but not quite slow enough to disembark safely. My strong and brave sons went over a small hill and crashed, face first, into the sand. Their following friend said he saw them disappear and then there was a large cloud of dust. Keeve appeared over the hill first, raised his hand and yelled to the wide-eyed kids who witnessed the out-of-control bicycle-built-for-two crash, “We’re OK!” I wish I could have seen the whole trip down the hill… and to video tape it would have even been better.
When they got home, they still had sand all over their faces and shirts and shorts and arms and legs, but were so full of hilarity as they told us the whole story of their trip and wipe-out on the “Two-Player Bike“… like it’s a Wii game for two players. The bike is the biggest hit yet! Who knew?!
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