So today Dad sold his trusty 35 yr old Yamaha XT 250 to his best mate Budgie. Convinced me to have my first bike ride ever. We just went up and down the road but I hung on for dear life. He said he could hardly breathe I was holding so tightly. Was a lot of fun and noisy but nice to feel the wind on your face. Back to the pedal trike after this. Mom took the photo.

 A teenager at last! So Dad got tired of waiting for me to master a two-wheeler so he ordered this three-wheeler from Capetown. Now he expects me to zoom up and down the promenade and keep up with him on two wheels. I just love the huge basket at the back where a teen can carry all the important stuff like spare water snacks and jackets.