Bikes Ducks & Barbed-wire

I know it seems like an odd combination, but we managed to fit all three into one afternoon last Saturday.

Bikes & Ducks:
With how beautiful the weather has been, we decided that we need to do some more bike riding. Usually when we go for exercise we go over to Jensen Park a couple blocks away. They have a big cement walkway that is about a mile and half around. There is a big lake in it as well that has ducks and fish and other animals. Sammy absolutely loves his little ducks, so we thought we'd go feed the ducks and then go for a bike ride a couple times around the loop.

Sammy all bundled up in his little buggy.
Tuppins a bag!

Well that was fun, though it turns out that when you go to feed the ducks, you are actually going to feed the seagulls. They are a lot more aggressive! I guess it wouldn't have been so bad if we had decided to go feed the seagulls, but we wanted to specifically feed the ducks, so we were annoyed. We had to do some diversionary tactics and threw one piece high and far to the side so the little vultures would run after it and then we could quickly toss some pieces to our fine web footed friends. It was pretty fun. A little group of pelicans even came pretty close, so it was a good time.

Barbed Wire:

This ends the happy portion of our happy little field trip. :-) After our bread was out we decided to finish that bike ride. The first lap was just great, and most of the second was too. We were just enjoying ourselves, chatting away as we did a light ride around the park.

This park is not complete, Syracuse ran out of money and wasn't able to purchase and develop the last half of the land which is currently a field with a barbed wire fence around it. Yep you guessed it, one of us introduced ourselves to said fence.

My (Dave's) bike had Sammy's trailer attached, which causes me to make wide turns. At one point there is a little part that turns right and then 10 feet later turns left. I took the first turn a bit wide and then didn't have much room on the second turn. Michelle hit her front tire into one of the tires of the trailers causing her to swerve off the cement path. I heard and felt the collision and looked back to see her riding along the dirt off to the side trying to regain balance. Then I heard a crunch and turned to see her plant herself into a barbed wire fence. I stopped and asked if she was okay, but she was stuck so I kind of had to lift her up off the fence. She had poke marks every 8 inches or so on the left side of her body and ripped holes in her BYU sweater and jeans. All the puncture wounds made us a little nervous (since her Tetanus was overdue) so we got her home and to the doctor for some Tetanis shots. It was quite the little adventure. We laugh at it now, well half of us do... We also couldn't decide who's fault it was. I said she should have been riding single file, and she says I forced her off the road. Sammy is undecided on who is to blame and thus it may never be resolved. :-)

A couple days later we noticed that the one big spot had bruised up nicely so we got a shot of it. Turns out we should have waited another day because it doubled in size and went super dark. Luckily all the other spots cleared up and didn't bruise as bad, so it's only emotional wounds to worry about now. :-)