Breakfast in the Bike Trailer

Avery and Oliver with breakfast in the trailer.

 We accomplished many things yesterday but we didn't get eggs from our local pick up spot. Once a week a farmer about an hour away delivers dozens of dozens of eggs to a porch cooler downtown. Four Season Farms also has been supplying us, and many other Huntingtonians, with organic basil, raw honey, grape tomatoes, and chives. We love that we get to work directly with a farmer, although we haven't met yet, and it's with in biking distance from the house. First thing this morning we grabbed hamburger buns from the refrigerator, the bags I set aside just for biking, an empty cooler bag, and then took off.

The little ones just couldn't wait to eat, they ate their buns in the bike trailer. We grabbed the buns simply because they were available. The big kids could hold out for an hour. It was just under three miles round trip, but we stopped for water, a couple laps around the park for fun and we ran into our good friend Ashley who was the recipient of the basil we ordered and were picking up.

London preparing to cross Hal Greer.
The BR in the back is where we waited for the bus yesterday evening.

London on her cruiser.
Smart car in the back, the children's favorite vehicle right now.

This stretch of Washington Blvd is smooth, another child favorite.

 Traveling three miles on a bike during the morning traffic was a bit trickier. We took side walks around the park to avoid slowing down the cars, but as you can see, we ran into a minor problem. Many of the side walks were also lifting and cracked. I hope to better document the holes in the roads at some point. It is a constant area complaint, and the city has made many good gestures toward repairs, but the structural issues are overwhelming and funding too short. We are very happy with the ramps they are installing at the intersections, this alone has improved our strollering, walking and biking.

Our obstacle. Marshall University president's home on the right ahead of us.

Ashley crossed the street to go pick up basil and eggs with us.

Eggs, basil and grape tomatoes in the cooler. Oliver asleep. We headed home. The dinky hill up to our home is always dreaded. It's really not much of anything, but it always wears us out. Any tricks to climbing long shallow inclines with an extra 80lbs in tow?