My ten year old son, Harrison, and I rode some of our favourite tracks this glorious Sunday morning.
We went out via some old stock routes and came back along the shoreline of one of the local lakes.
He kept up pretty well. I’m aware that sometime in the next ten years our roles will probably be reversed and I’ll be keeping up with him pretty well.
For now I’m content to show my boy some of the fantastic tracks around our area that you never see when you speed by in a car.
We have to slow down to enjoy beauty.
