That’s me, flying through the air on Saturday afternoon.
But I did go dirt biking on the weekend.
I took my twelve-year-old neighbour on a road trip to pick up Phoenie, my grandson. When we got to our destination, I met fifteen-year-old Nate (he’s the one flying through the air in the feature picture) and I wanted to see him do his dirt-biking-thing. I really enjoyed watching him…
but apparently, it was my turn next. I didn’t argue.
Nate gave me some quick instructions . . .
and then I was on my own.
Putt. Putt. Putt. Love the commentary!
I did indeed ride quicker and climb that hill that you see in the video. I even got some air as I came over the top! Not bad for a very-soon-to-be-60-year-old!
Sometimes, you just have to go for it!
Thanks, Nate for the excellent instruction and motivation!