small steps

who would have predicted that within 48 hours of becoming a Carer for my 11yo great nephew, I became an orphan? my dearest mum passed in her sleep last Sunday aged 92 yo. She "had a good innings" ad they say,  but more importantly was a positive glow in the lives of those around her.  

so anyway, no adventures were held last weekend unless you count venturing into life without ones parents,  as an adventure.  

shop,  yeh,  i have young Charlie in my care. He comes with a bike,  "but the gears don't work" and I disco ever had hardly been ridden.  We had two brief rides this week as our adventure. The first was after-school essay the local village.  By way of a safety discussion,  ad much ad you can have with an 11 year old,  was to ask about safety.  "Yep, left side of the road". The first left bend we encounter sees him drift of into the road.  This was repeated soon after when he saw a path he thought would be good ttoride on. Off he goes across the road in a dreamy state!. 

So the next ride was away from traffic. Just a handful of gently rolling dirty track.  This i hoped would help familiarise him with his bike and build some hardness. . it's going to be a long process,  but the great thing is,  he's as keen as mustard and you can't discount that.  

go ride you're bike, oh and good lurk to the Indian Pacific riders.