My son went to a friends this afternoon, so Jon and I took the girls for a bike ride. The youngest went on the back of Jon's bike and my eldest daughter rode her own bike. She doesn't however 'do' hills - up or down, and when you live in 'The Hills" that is a bit of a problem.
She managed though with tired and bruised legs and tear stained cheeks.
On the way to the playground it was in her words "so much fun". When we got home she vowed never to go again. I know she loved it and will be out with us again soon, but I am on the hunt for a mostly flat ride.