Go back to last year when the picture was taken, it was the last race of the season at Fernie, British Columbia. Every race I stand at the bottom, my heart rate has elevated and I am saying a little prayer "please have my son come down that hill in one piece." My eyes are wide and my ears are listening to every little sound until I see the bike and my son. That day was no different and he was in one piece and on his bike and finished the race. When we reached him he was so disappointed. "I fell off my bike, twice" my heart sank for him but he was talking, walking so it couldn't have been that bad until I saw the picture on pinkbike.com published of him crashing. What do you do? He sleeps, breathes and eats (literally and figuratively) downhill biking. It is his passion.
Where do we start with this Journey? Bill and I have been married 27 years and 2 boys. Why Write a blog? 2014 is going to be a busy year for our family. Our youngest is on a downhill bike team whose races will take us all throughout Western Canada and the Northwestern United States. With some 10,000km already mapped out we've purchased a retro 1973 Winnebago affectionately named Walter, to take in some of those kilometres, and to ensure the road is always colorful.
Wednesday, 15 January 2014
What do you see in this picture? I think it depends if your a male or female. B is quite proud of this picture. He carries the picture around on his phone and pulls it out and shows anybody who is willing to look at it. It is the classic proud Dad with the picture in the wallet. Myself, I cringe every time I see it and do not carry it around on my phone or wallet.
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