Chris' bus rolled out Louisville bound at 5:00. Loading up!
We took the shortcut through the hidden trail, and I didn't even think to warn the girls about trail riding. A and F went on ahead while I waited back with a pokey Laney. A few minutes later we heard a very hurt Frankie screaming. I knew she'd crashed, so I rode as fast as I could to get to her. Her bike was completely sideways on the trail and she was all scratched up. Her nose, knees, both elbows, and as we found later, her chest all got some decent road rash. She was pretty upset, so I was comforting her, when Laney shows up on the trail and, yes, you guessed it, crashed. Poor Addie had run back to check on Frankie, and then when Laney wrecked, she ran to her.
It was the wrong decision.
Insult to injury, Delaney got a couple bug bites and was so itchy on the ride. She'd stop and scratch her arms and legs every few seconds, and of course she cried the whole time because her arm and knee hurt.
Frankie cried intermittently too the whole ride. It wasn't fun. As soon as we got to the library we went straight to the bathroom to clean up and Addie got us some bandaids. D was still in a bad way. She wouldn't drink water or let me clean her off. She's just a tad stubborn. F let me clean her and bandage her up. The librarians kept asking if we were ok, to which I replied that we were not and thanked them for their concern.
To try to redeem our day, after the dr's appt, we hit the pool. Big D was finally happy!
It was a very long longest day of the year.