I was 5 and on my Raleigh Tempest (which was a bit of a girl's bike, dad wouldn't let me get a Chipper which was the Raleigh between a Budgie and a Tomahawk), dad had been gradually raising the stabilisers off the ground to get me used to the idea. It took a coupla hours of him holding onto the back then letting go and me wobbling all over the place before he'd grab hold of the bike again... Finally got the hang of it and I remember very vividly it feeling like I could fly or something... There was no stopping me after that!
That was Claverton Street in Pimlico in 1972...
This is a nice thread... :)
I was 5 and on my Raleigh Tempest (which was a bit of a girl's bike, dad wouldn't let me get a Chipper which was the Raleigh between a Budgie and a Tomahawk), dad had been gradually raising the stabilisers off the ground to get me used to the idea. It took a coupla hours of him holding onto the back then letting go and me wobbling all over the place before he'd grab hold of the bike again... Finally got the hang of it and I remember very vividly it feeling like I could fly or something... There was no stopping me after that!
That was Claverton Street in Pimlico in 1972...
This is a nice thread... :)