Knowing that he had been riding on his own last summer, this news bothered me and I determined to help him become proficient.
It took just an hour or so on Sunday, a few mild spills and one medium until we both felt that we had succeeded.
Success was confirmed when today Arthur was able to bike along with the other kids on the block.
Hopefully Arthur will remember yesterday fondly for years to come. If not, he can always read this blog. ;)
Oh yeah, and I inadvertently learned a bit of pragmatic advice for would-be bike-riding coaches: let them crash one time, then teach them about the "controlled stop".
