After playing a round of golf with my family and friends today (that took up most of the day), I set up some camera gear and took some photos of the kids hitting a jump that they made in front of the campsite. Every year they make a jump and we suddenly find ourselves with a slew of children that we never knew existed. This is my son, we knew he existed. While it is not the best shot I took this afternoon, it is the photo that captures him going the highest in the air. The jump is the mound of dirt beneath his rear tire. He's learned how to pull back on the handlebars when the front tire hits the jump to get the most 'air'. Mitch is in the background armed with a shovel, he is keeping the jump in tip top shape. Our camper is actually in the background, though it is not actually visible.