River Park Misadventure

Biking at the Riverparks sounds like a great idea, right?? Temperature in the 70’s, the sun in shining. Well, life did not go as planned today. This is our attempted biking disaster….We arrive at the Riverparks northernmost bike station to “borrow” a Tulsa Townie bike, the machine is not working, ugh. Not to be deterred, off we go to the next station, YES! it works, five tries later we find one that is available (all the others needed “service”). On the trail E and I go, smells like fresh river water and a beautiful cool breeze is blowing. This is so nice. Five minutes into the ride, from behind me, E shouts, OOOOWWWW! She has scraped the back of her leg on the bike. Mom has no band-aid (note to self: bring band-aids next time, maybe a full first aid kit!). We stop on the trail, where a serious biker type rudely chastises us for being on the trail, stopped (can’t she see we have an injury here??). I mumble something about rude bikers who have no sympathy. E cannot continue, she says with this bleeding scrape, so off we go back to the bike station, and home to nurse her wound. (This was a very small scrape, not bad, just bled a lot). So home we are now, all fixed and feeling better. What did I learn? Bring your own bike if you have one, remember band-aids, pray for safety and be patient, patient, patient!

Riverwalk attempted biking disaster....we arrive at the Riverparks, 19th and Riverside to "borrow" a Tulsa Townie bike, the machine is not working, ugh. Not to be deterred, off we go to the next station, YES! it works, five tries later we find one that is available (all the others needed "service"). On the trail E and I go, smells like fresh river water and a beautiful cool breeze is blowing. This is so nice. Five minutes into the ride, from behind me, E shouts, OOOOWWWW! She has scraped the back of her leg on the bike. Mom has no band-aid (note to self: bring band-aids next time, maybe a full first aid kit!). We stop on the trail, where a serious biker type rudely chastises us for being on the trail, stopped (can't she see we have an injury here??). I mumble something about rude bikers who have no sympathy.  E cannot continue, she says with this bleeding scrape, so off we go back to the bike station, and home to nurse her wound. (This was a very small scrape, not bad, just bled a lot). So home we are now, all fixed and feeling better. What did I learn? Bring your own bike if you have one, remember band-aids, pray for safety and be patient, patient, patient!
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