L egs pumping, I powered my bike up the mountain.
This is tough, I thought, my legs burning. It was a sunny day in 2019 and my kids, Kalena, then 15, and Jeremy, 13, had joined me and their dad Jonathan, 51, on a ride up Mt Kosciuszko,
Australia’s highest peak.
Seconds later Jeremy whizzed past. ‘See you at the top,’ he grinned, overtaking everyone.
Jeremy was happiest on a bike. When he was a toddler, I bought him an orange BMX and he’d pedal around for hours.
As he grew, that passion turned to mountainbiking, then motorbike riding.
He loved fixing engines too – lawnmowers, quad bikes, and motorbikes – and eventually bought a run-down van to restore with his mates after getting his learner’s permit.
He’d also dedicated…
