There are so many things we do for our kids, spouses, and bank accounts. At times it seems never-ending, especially the times you wish you were out riding instead of gathering the innumerable toys crowding your motorbike in the garage. This time I had the opportunity to push the plastic riding truck aside with my boot as I coasted down my driveway, threading the needle, as they say, through the car, truck and kids toys on my way out for a ride.

 My neighbour and I hoisted the domestic anchor and cast off to Bragg Creek, then down 762 to Plummers Rd.