Kelly and Chris had made an early morning start and had hiked up Mount Lofty with their friend Matt, but I wasn't up to it at this time, primarily because of my knee, so I stayed behind with Jo and we looked after the boys. It was another coolish morning, although Kelly perhaps went a little bit over the top with her apparel:
Jo and I went for a short walk after brunch and the rest of Ne'e'rday just seemed to disappear.
This morning (Monday), Chris took me up to the bike trails at the other side of the city. They turned out to be a bit more technical than I'm used to and I came off a couple of times. The first fall was a fairly gentle controlled one, going down a tricky slope, but the second one was almost inexplicable as I was cycling down a fairly gentle slope and came through some dappled sunshine and couldn't see the trail clearly, so I panicked a bit and squeezed the brakes too hard, causing them to lock and skid on the gravelly surface and over the handlebars I went. Analysing it afterwards, the v-brakes are not as responsive initially as the hydraulic ones I have on my own bike and I over-reacted by squeezing too hard. Schoolboy error.
Of course, it would be my false knee I landed on, wouldn't it? The ride was curtailed, which was a pity for Chris, who hadn't had a chance to use his new mountain bike much recently, but we posed for the photo afterwards anyway:
Here's the damage:
This afternoon, we all drove in to the city to do a little bit of shopping - I bought a new pair of thongs/flip-flops, merino cycling pants and a waterproof cover for my rucksack, while Chris picked up a light rain jacket in the summer sales, but these were mere diversions for the main event, which was a visit to Scroll, a specialist ice cream parlour where they prepare the ice cream scrolls in front of you:
Poor little Asher has been excreting from all orifices these last couple of days and threw up in the shop, but he seems none the worse for the experience this evening:
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