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Thursday, October 29, 2009

a childhood passion...


Teaching a friend how to ride a bike downhill.
Bring it on boys. Let's go off-road.

10 comments:

  1. Oh I remember learning to ride a bike for the first time....Daddy pushed me off and down the slope of the yard I went! It wasn't long before I was riding everywhere!
    Thanks for the memory spur!

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  2. Oh, that's the way I taught my 6-year-old grandson to ride this summer! Love it!

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  3. what a beautiful memory, it looks wonderful.

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  4. I loved riding my bike downhill, no hands. I remember feeling free and powerful.

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  5. so sweet- I remember feeling my heart pounding as I would ride my bike down what felt like the worlds steepest hill. I go back to that hill now and sortof giggle about the whole thing.

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  6. oh how I loved riding my bike!!!

    fun shot

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  7. I love the "power of pink" your photo displays!

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  8. I was so frightend of falling that I rode a super large tricycle for a long time...until one day my mother went for a bike ride and I couldn't go because I didn't know how to ride...well it didn't take me long to teach myself that afternoon:)...Fun photo and memories!

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  9. What a GREAT photo! Oh, I loved loved LOVED my bike when I was a kid -- it meant FREEDOM!!!!
    :-) I love this post!

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