A’s in town from Colorado. I like it when he visits because I know I get to laugh nearly non-stop for the time he’s here.
In the weeks leading up to his trip, he told me he wanted me to take him mountain biking, so yesterday I finished building up a bike for him to ride. I built him a soft-tail, knowing that suspension up front and behind is a little more forgiving; he’s never mountain biked before.
He did great. Up and over the whoop-de-doos; he plowed over the rock gardens; and he grasped the concept (and utility) of body-english almost immediately.
One of these pictures is posed. I’ll let you decide which one.
