Ok, so my brother and I learned to ride bikes at the age of 4. Is there anything better than the freedom of being on a bicycle? I love this picture of my brother and I; I was four and he was three; we used to ride our bikes everywhere! My favorite memories were riding our bikes near grandma Davis' house in Vici, Oklahoma and flying down the large hills, riding to the local convenient store for candy, and to our favorite parks in the area to play with cousins. The most fun we had was when we lived in Missouri; we sped around curves and up and down large hills, we would ride to go swim, to the local movie theater, and down to the Mississippi river to play. We always made it home by dark, but we rode all day and had a lot of fun adventures!