We went yesterday for a little bike ride, thinking the weather would be cooperative for the afternoon. After we pumped up Sam's tires, we started down the trail. Everything went smoothly until we started hitting hills, and as it turns out, Kelsey's bike isn't really made for anything with more than a 10º angle. Not to mention the bike is not really meant for long distances, and it didn't take long for the hard seat to leave its mark on her bum. Needless to say, Kelsey will probably have to invest in a trail bike of sorts when she's not doing social work anymore. Sam was patient though, and didn't leave her in the dust.
We stopped to take a break at Point Woronzof, when it started to rain. Neither of us was very prepared for rain, so we decided to turn around, so we only managed to get 5 miles into the trail (but I figure 10 miles total of bike riding is pretty good). By the time we got back we were thoroughly soaked, and Sam had to get to bed because he worked at 1 am (GROSS!). I will probably try to borrow somebody's bike for the next time we do the trail.