There is a magnificent wooded trail that Cole, Tucker and I frequent all but a 5 minute drive from our house. Cole loves to ride his bike and Tucker can typically roam off leash since we rarely run into others. There is a cool bridge that crosses the creek and the gravel path follows the bog and railroad tracks. You can hear the frogs and crickets and see all kinds of birds. There is beautiful green leafy foliage and varied flowers in the spring/summer and when the fall landscape turns, the brilliant yellows and reds in the huge trees overhead beam in the sunshine. Tucker loves to jump in the creek and Cole loves to try to skip rocks. I love this little trail tucked back in the woods, it is a perfect 45 minute to 1 hour stroll.
We hadn't been there in awhile but one recent afternoon, the sun was warm and the trees had just started to shift into autumn mode so off we went. Cole was way ahead for a time, pushing his strong legs round and round. He is just about ready to try without training wheels but he loves to go fast and I know he'll get frustrated so I'm leaving that lesson for Dave.
Tucker and I finally caught up as Cole hurried us along. I saw a man on his bike catching up to us and told Cole to move off to the right. I saw Cole looking at the man as he approached and without hesitation as the man cruised by us Cole shouted "hey sir, you forgot your helmet!" The guy never turned around but Cole turned to me and goes with a shrug of his shoulders "he was going too fast, he is going to crack his head if he falls!"
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