George is 5. George is potty (potty in a good way and where cycling is concerned, probably the best way). At our recent coaching session for kids, I was helping out. The kids lined up onto the line, George rolled forward about 10 feet. I bent down.
Would you like to roll back a bit?
Wouldn’t you like to start from the line?
No thanks. I’ll start from here.
Then he was off. Racing around in dragonfly fashion; to and fro, here, there and everywhere. The analogy with dragonflies is deliberate. He really does fly. Kids and bikes. Bikes and kids. It doesn’t get more natural than that.
We love George’s bike. Small and perfectly formed, it also has a brilliant Heath Robinson rear mudguard, fashioned from bits of plastic, nuts, bolts and tape.