Meanwhile, as my youngest turned 6 yrs old, his KTM Mini adventure started to look a tad too small to keep him on it, despite having already raised the suspension up to the highest postion. It wasn't so much with the size of the bike, but rather the small 10" diameter wheels was holding him back from riding through ruts & deep sand. So I thought it was time to get him going on a bike w/ bigger wheels and teach him to
shift gears. I let him try riding his brother's KLX110. The seat had to be shaved down quite aggressively in order for him to reach the ground, but he was able to ride it just fine. The larger wheels (14" fr, 12" rr) definitely made a difference, as well as the bigger engine. But now he has to learn to use the foot braking pedal with this bike. This will prove to be a skill that he'll struggle with until he's well into his teenage years.
Be as it may, though, he was turning over a new leaf at this period in his age. Whereas with my oldest, riding dirtbikes was everything to him; with this youngling, he's a quiet child, wants to spend time exploring other things - things which I nor dear wife don't have any experience nor knowledge about. Out of the blue he wanted to learn music... so we did our best to provide him with some.
you know what? dang, he didn't sound all that bad...then he asked to play the violin. So we got him a violin. Along with that, we got him afterschool lessons, and in time, he started playing with other city kids in his age group.
Then when he was old enough to play in the school orchestra, he surprised us again by signing up to play the bass instead of the violin. Dang! He don't sound all that bad on a bass either.
For his birthday, guess what he wanted?
I have to admit, having a budding musician to fill a house full of music is such a delight. So this is where we started to see a disruption in the force. As each subsequent weekend come and went, riding dirtbikes got in the way of his musical interests and lessons, so I began acomodating his interests and let him have his weekends to do his music. I did hold on to what little hope there was for him to come back into our dirt bike riding world, and always had that KLX110 full of fuel, ready to ride, his gear all clean and hung up, ready to wear.
shift gears. I let him try riding his brother's KLX110. The seat had to be shaved down quite aggressively in order for him to reach the ground, but he was able to ride it just fine. The larger wheels (14" fr, 12" rr) definitely made a difference, as well as the bigger engine. But now he has to learn to use the foot braking pedal with this bike. This will prove to be a skill that he'll struggle with until he's well into his teenage years.
Be as it may, though, he was turning over a new leaf at this period in his age. Whereas with my oldest, riding dirtbikes was everything to him; with this youngling, he's a quiet child, wants to spend time exploring other things - things which I nor dear wife don't have any experience nor knowledge about. Out of the blue he wanted to learn music... so we did our best to provide him with some.
you know what? dang, he didn't sound all that bad...then he asked to play the violin. So we got him a violin. Along with that, we got him afterschool lessons, and in time, he started playing with other city kids in his age group.
Then when he was old enough to play in the school orchestra, he surprised us again by signing up to play the bass instead of the violin. Dang! He don't sound all that bad on a bass either.
For his birthday, guess what he wanted?
I have to admit, having a budding musician to fill a house full of music is such a delight. So this is where we started to see a disruption in the force. As each subsequent weekend come and went, riding dirtbikes got in the way of his musical interests and lessons, so I began acomodating his interests and let him have his weekends to do his music. I did hold on to what little hope there was for him to come back into our dirt bike riding world, and always had that KLX110 full of fuel, ready to ride, his gear all clean and hung up, ready to wear.