William meets gravel

William took his inaugural bike tumble this past weekend.  Poor guy picked the wrong line (and was more than likely trying to speed up to catch his "brover Thomson") and took a tumble on the gravel road in front of the "mountain house".  Thank goodness the helmet, which no doubt protected his noggin as the visor was ripped off and gravel imbedded in the front edge.  While it looks bad, he was no worse for the wear and it didn't put a damper on his spirit and desire to ride his bike.  Next purchase...a new helmet!