My grandma, aunt, cousin, mom, dad, sister and I went biking on the Washington and Brooklyn Bridge. My cousin and Jasmine got a tag-along. I was in front of my dad and sister. We started out biking along Manhattan. I was very excited because I loved biking.
It was very sunny. After biking on the trail for a while we got to the street. First we were crossing the Washington Bridge. The bridge was made out of steel. It was green. I never knew there was a trail for bikes on the bridge. I thought that it would be hard.
The tour guide told us to turn our gears lower as we went up the hill. I put my gear to five so it would be easier for me to turn my gears down. When I started up there was a hill that I had to walk up. I found a flat place and got on. It seemed very easy to pedal. After going uphill for a while, I passed my grandma.
Suddenly, it started pouring. I was getting wet and freezing. My cousin was lucky because she had a coat. Soon we were going downhill. At the bottom the guide stopped. I told my mom I went down with only gear five. I was very proud.
Next we went on the Brooklyn Bridge. The bridge was made out of brick and was old. Now it is one hundred years old. It took many years to build. It was long and big. At the top we stopped to take some pictures. It started pouring worse. It was too bad I was wearing short sleeves. We went down the bridge. On the way back, it took a long time for us to get down.
After a while on the street we got back to the bike trail. It seemed like a long time before we got back. We returned our bikes and left. It was the best bike ride but would be better if it hadn’t rained.
It was very sunny. After biking on the trail for a while we got to the street. First we were crossing the Washington Bridge. The bridge was made out of steel. It was green. I never knew there was a trail for bikes on the bridge. I thought that it would be hard.
The tour guide told us to turn our gears lower as we went up the hill. I put my gear to five so it would be easier for me to turn my gears down. When I started up there was a hill that I had to walk up. I found a flat place and got on. It seemed very easy to pedal. After going uphill for a while, I passed my grandma.
Suddenly, it started pouring. I was getting wet and freezing. My cousin was lucky because she had a coat. Soon we were going downhill. At the bottom the guide stopped. I told my mom I went down with only gear five. I was very proud.
Next we went on the Brooklyn Bridge. The bridge was made out of brick and was old. Now it is one hundred years old. It took many years to build. It was long and big. At the top we stopped to take some pictures. It started pouring worse. It was too bad I was wearing short sleeves. We went down the bridge. On the way back, it took a long time for us to get down.
After a while on the street we got back to the bike trail. It seemed like a long time before we got back. We returned our bikes and left. It was the best bike ride but would be better if it hadn’t rained.
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