Pedal, Pedal, Pedal

A quick afternoon walk before coffee. I walked down to the Hermitage of Braid, to the shop to get a Twix, and then back up through Bradburn Valley Park.

As I head up, there was some shouting, Pedal, you have to pedal. A little bit of crying. They stop for a while, presumably while dad explained why the wee chap needed to pedal. They then carried on their way, considerably quieter, and at a slightly faster speed. Whether this was die to pedalling, or dad just pushing the bike, I wasn't sure.

However, I have been there and done that several times for my kids. I felt sympathy for both sides.