Straddling the bike, I firmly placed my hands on the bars and my feet on the pedals and stood, leaning forward, ready to go. Behind me, my husband Chris, 34, held the back of the seat. ‘Ready?’ he asked. I gave him the thumbs up and he let go as I whizzed down the slope, half in trepidation, half in excitement. Then, towards the bottom, I spotted my five-year-old son
A THRILLING RIDE
Mar 19, 2024
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