Bike stuff

So a couple of weekends ago I decided to clean out the shed since Calvin did a piss poor job of it by himself. The bikes needed to be taken out so I could get a broom to all the broken glass still left on the floor. I proceeded to put them (sans front wheels) beside the pool. They were sturdy. I swear. Turns out this happened:


Oops!
Possible scenarios: a) it was way windier than I thought, b) we have vindictive backyard fairies, c) NRS stands for Not Really Sturdy bike.

Don't ask about the chair..... seriously, no clue.

The next weekend (last) Calvin decided he wanted to show off for me so we go to Kanata Lakes where the goat dog proceeded to eat copious amounts of grass & managed to not throw up.


Goat dog.

Then Calvin took his great leap into the unknown. Note the bridge thingy he made (he's ever so proud of it.... tell him he's talented or he'll cry).

So the jump goes well until he puts his foot down at the end (technical term: "went squirrely") & he proceeds to do a superman fly about 6' through the air.

The big leap.

Here's the end result.

The aftermath.

All in all a great day.