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Saturday, June 25, 2016
"Uh..Dad...your bike...Dad stop!!"
It was a hot Saturday morning and we had just gotten out of the rough forest canopy from a long fifteen mile ride through The Rusty Bike Trail and my sudden outburst stopped Dad in his tracks. Hitting his brakes, he turned to me.
"What's the matter?"
"Your bike bag is open!"
With a quick jerk of his head, he scanned the open bag.
"Is my wallet still in there?!"
Rummaging through with his glove donned hand, he found no evidence of his brown leather wallet's presence. Exasperated, he began to turn his bike around.
"We have to find it." He said roughly, "It could be anywhere....it could be back up that gravel driveway.." I gulped...that was roughly the entire way back.
Meilee began to slowly turn around and started to follow slowly behind. Sprinting to catch up with Dad, my gears clicked like mad and my legs began to burn once more. Meilee dawdled in the back and began to turn into nothing more than a tiny silhouette on the blacktop.
"Meilee come on! Get up here!" I yell, "We need to catch up to Dad!"
Turning back around, I sprinted once again to catch up with him. I could tell he was frustrated by Meilee's sense of urgency towards the situation. So I decided to sprint in by myself to allow him to stay with Meilee.
I dived in headfirst, out for blood and any clue of where the wallet had gone. I scouted the ground, checking every bush or tree that it could have happened to have fallen out at while holding my pace. Whirling in and out of obstacles and weaving my way around the trail, I began to climb a hill when I noticed an unfamiliar addition to the trail. Picking up the treasure, I quickly recognized it as one of Dads bike tools. Smiling, I held it out.
"Hey I found one of your tools!" I said proudly, "Let's keep an eye out. If this fell here, your wallet's bound to be around nearby."
Handing the tool to him I, once again, began my hunt. After not even another two minutes up the trail, I found my theory to be correct. Laying open in the middle of the trail was none other than Dads wallet. I flipped it open to reveal his drivers license.
"Your wallet! I found it! It was right here! I was right!"
Dad hurriedly caught up to me. Holding up the prize, I triumphantly handed the wallet to him. He skimmed through it to be sure of no missing items and when he was finished, his sweaty face showed a mixture of relief and satisfaction.
"Good job, Avery."
Beaming happily, I began to jump back on my bike to ride down with them. I was so giddy, I ran into a tree when Meilee and Dad were in front(and not watching)-no injuries(and even after that I was smiling). I was just glad that the wallet was found with everything inside intact and still there(and that it wasn't super far in the trail, regarding the fact that we were all entirely pooped after the ride). After the ride, we went to the beach and celebrated with ice cream from Dairy Queen. It was a good day.
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Hello guys! Sorry for being gone so long. School has been taking up most of my, er, somewhat of free time. I have been in cheerleading and track so far. Cheerleading in the early fall, and track this spring until late May. Not to mention the fact that I was trying to test out of English freshman midterms and finals(which I successfully accomplished). Now I am starting high school in sophomore English. Yay!
But anyway, I am planning on making a comeback on my blog. I have decided that I will be writing on here at LEAST once a week, whether it be a story from the past, recent happenings, family adventure retellings, poems, and even just random thoughts. Once again, sorry for being off for so long. Stay tuned!
P.S. My little sister, Meilee, will also be writing often as well. Read up on her story on the mountain bike trails we recently rode on right on her blog! Link here.