It's a 26" wheeled/13.5" frame size Giant Boulder. It has a lousy suspension fork, but Henry finds the trigger shifters easier to use than the twist shifters on his old Hotrock, it's in good shape overall, and he likes the colors. For $100, I think we did pretty well. And it's even steel... though so grossly oversized, it looks more like aluminum. I don't think it's ever going to "plane" for Henry.
Sam has continued to gain confidence on his new bike (Henry's old bike, now two bikes ago):
We're now to the point where we can go on family rides and leave our little cul-de-sac. Next stop, ice cream! I promised Sam we would all go out for ice cream when he learned to ride. I don't think this motivated him at all, but he's still holding me to it.
Saturday night, we had an early dinner at my folks' house, then Henry and I hit the road for an S24O. We were headed to the spot where Sam and I went last year. This isn't my favorite camping spot, but it would be new for Henry, and I wanted a break from our other extralegal camping spot.
Getting to this spot takes some work, We rode north seven miles or so, then down a path:
across a creek:
The next morning, we packed up the tent (more mosquitoes), then stopped to cook some oatmeal for breakfast:
Mostly this was an exercise to use the new cookset Henry got me for Christmas a few years ago, something that we both enjoyed. However, instant oatmeal isn't particularly satisfying, so we stopped at an empty Wendy's on the way home. Henry wasn't so impressed by the cheese on his breakfast sandwich:
Maybe there's a reason we were the only customers. Next time, we'll hold out for Tim's. We continued south through a brief, drenching rainstorm to arrive home wet and still hungry.
I rode my Camargue for this trip:
It handled this load fine, though I was getting some strange clunks from the neighborhood of my cheap generator hub. I would be more motivated to dive into this if I actually used the generator for anything, but in general, I prefer my head mounted battery lights.
Apropos of nothing else in this post, here's a picture of Kate in her jammies jumping on our old mattress: