I have hosted around the world bicycle tourists, I rode my bicycle to the gate of Mt Kilimanjaro to shake hands with Alberto Contador, Rafaell Majaka, and Peter Sagan. I rode RAMROD. I rode 320km to Ngorongoro gate and back in 13 hours .
But those memories pale in comparison to riding with my child today.
I have ridden with my daughter Nashesha many times, even 3 day trips, or long days on the tandem.
But today she rode an advanced route, and out did me several times. There are some uphills in rough tracks and I "came off" twice and walked, she rode around me. At no point did I have to compromise.
Reminds me of the days 15 years ago when my son Seth beat me up a hill.
There is nothing better in life when you see your child enjoy what is important to you.
Today was that day. 4 1/2 hours riding in total. First dealing with heavy traffic for 30 min, climbing 800 m, helping me fix a flats. I mean really helping. No complaints from a teenager and then arriving home and telling mom " it was so great". I think I have reached the pinnacle of life.
The only rest stop. Chai, a few wild berries, and a banana.
Some big trees in the forest.
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