A particularly spoilt mother in this household received an abundance of wonderful gifts this past Christmas, one of those being a bicycle.
It sparked some renewed interest within the family, and after some overdue maintenance issues,
oiling chains and replacing seats and tubes,
we've been doing a lot of pedalling this past week.
A cleared area across from our front gate used to store gravel during recent highway-widening activities, proved to be a great spot.
Wallace thinks my bike is of the slow variety,
what he doesn't understand is it has nothing to do with the bike,
but all to do with the motor.
Sal seems to spend as much time under her bike, as on it.
When it comes to bike-riding, she's pretty handy on a horse.
Every knee and elbow grazed.
In her own words "I'm just a wreck".
She's happy that today we're swapping these wheeled beasts for our more controllable horses
as we head back to Bottle Tree for more branding.
Less than three weeks of holidays remain.