high adventure
I'm not sure where to start in writing today's post. Is it with the audacious idea that a group of ten- to thirteen-year-olds would agree to do a 64 miles of bike riding in two days, or with the fact that it was their teacher who came up with the idea? Or is it the deluge of rain that greeted them yesterday morning as they were heading out and the bike tune-ups that happened beforehand? Perhaps with the campout, the fist-sized marshmallows, the mile-long uphill ride in Marin, or crossing the Golden Gate in both rain and sun. Or maybe it's with the parents who let their kids take on this moment of high adventure with barely any hesitation.But pictures say more than I can. (Josh, I don't know how you took pictures while riding.) Besides, I haven't even got the full story from these exhausted but jubilant Goats and the intrepid Josh. I'm sure grand tales of high adventure will come.The faces of yesterday's departure:
On the road, by the bay.
Bridge crossing.
The north bay.
Still smiling.
The road was tough. At the camp-out at Samuel P. Taylor, the Goats were exhausted but thrilled to have made it.
This morning, as the Goats got ready to head back to the city. They broke camp at 11am.
Back on the much sunnier road.
Up hills.
The Golden Gate.
We waited out front to give a cheer as the Goats rolled into school around 6pm.
They made it back - dirtier, more tired, ready to eat - but so filled with pride in the journey.
Hooray Goats!As the last week of the first year continues to bring such high notes, I admit that I'm still just as excited to be a part of Brightworks as I was on the very first day of school. Maybe that was obvious.