If we were taking a bike ride in the afternoon my dad, sister, and I would make our way uptown to the square where my dad would treat us to ice cream at Smokey Row. Then we would meander on the curves of the trail. Sometimes, I would bring a plastic bag with me and stop to pick up trash along the way. I have always appreciated how trees look and I hated seeing them covered in plastic and debris from the nearby highway. On nice summer days, we would also take our bikes to run errands instead of taking the car. In particular, I can remember riding our bikes to Walmart to pick up some non perishable grocery items. My dad balanced the shopping bags on both handles of his bike as we trekked behind him.
