Treat days for all

Since treat day went so well for S the following week was J's turn. She wanted to go on a bike ride so I'm thinking I'm going to get very fit on these days!

This week has been an activity week in Sheffield to kind of follow on from the Olympics and keep the spirit of it going. All sorts of free events have been going off across the city and fortunately there was a biking event advertised for Saturday morning.

So I strapped our bikes to the car and set off for Graves leisure centre where the event was being held. As it turned out there were celebrity sport people there too!

J got to try out the circuit and hold an Olympic torch

After all this excitement we set off on our bike ride. The plan was to go through the woods at Jordanthorpe and head up to Coal Aston for tea at Grandma's....

Well we got off to a good start having a great time through the muddy woods. I really enjoyed it although my bike is a bit heavy and I struggled with it a bit on uphill climbs and the occasional style crossing!

We came across a perfect natural biking bowl in the woods and spent a while trying to ride down it and up the other side bravely!

 J is soooo determined after many attempts finally she made it to the other side. It looked very steep from on the bike peering over the edge of the bowl so it took some nerve to go cycling down into it but we both did it.

I should have had a compass with me as shortly after we were lost and I realised we had come round in one massive circle and were back down near Jordanthorpe again!!

We eventually found the right path but were really tired from the uphill struggle through the mud. I was so proud of J she has such a strong will and did such a lot of pedalling uphill when I had to get off my bike and push. Towards the end when we came out on a lane I recognised and I felt satisfied we were heading in the right direction we sat and finished our snacks and soaked up the sunshine talking about the epic journey we had done. Suddenly a horse and rider appeared a beautiful chestnut coloured horse called socks with a really friendly rider who stopped and chatted to us for quite a while. We now know never to pat horses only stroke as they think they are in trouble and also they love sweets!

We had an exhilarating free wheel down to Grandmas house arriving just in time to shower our muddy selves then sit down for a delicious tea. What a great day