My son was starting to get annoyed with riding his bike around our trail and wanted a new challenge, so I took him to Huntington to ride some quick trails. Our first ride was good. I would stop the ride and push him over more difficult hills, and he knew the joy of zooming to the other side.
The other day, he wanted to try a different route. I warned him it would be even harder, but he insisted he could do it. Once he saw the big rocks and steep background, he began to realize his mistake, but, instead of accepting it, he began to shout how horrible and foolish the path was. I tried to talk him through it, telling him which line would take the fastest stones. Going at a slight speed as opposed to riding on his brakes would also help, I told him, but he wanted none of that to be heard.