Sorachi de Cycling/summer family report


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As soon as our family of three arrived at the campground, we set up our tent.
Then my son and I went on an adventure on rented mountain bikes.
Just out of our campground, there was a steep hill.
I sighed, but my 10 year old son didn't seem to mind and pedaled up smoothly.
I, on the other hand, soon ran short of breath.
I have to get in shape! I adjusted the gears and somehow got to the top.
As we started down the slope on the other side, I shouted to my son, "It could be dangerous!! Don't bike down so fast!" But, ignoring my own warning, even I couldn't resist speeding down this forest path surrounded by trees.
We soon made a right turn at a fork and headed down to the Route 38, reaching our first stop, Horooka SOUKO.
Here, everybody eats their famous fried potatoes known as Jagaru.
But we needed something cold after bicycling hard under the summer sun, so soft ice cream was a natural choice.
The farmers' market sold many locally grown vegetables.
They looked very fresh and delicious.
I thought I would come back later in my car and buy some.
Soon it was time to go back.
We headed up the 2 km long slope.
Far behind my son, I pedaled hard looking forward to gulping down ice cold beer when I got back!