So, after many months of planning, my 7-year-old and I set off on a week-long trip.
Unfortunately, near the end of the first day, my son suffered some homesickness and the decision was made to abort. I did convince him to continue to the end of the planned ride, and I'm glad that I did, because it was at least an accomplishment. 40 miles, much of it stop and go city riding and dealing with cars, traffic, lots of navigation.
First rest stop after crossing the Mississippi:
Second stop, he was hungry and got a roller dog and icee from a gas station. (also, his very own pair of sunglasses).
