Dominick gives his pa the evil eye. We rode to Nyon and stopped to let Ben catch up , but he did not show up. After about ten minutes mom called and said Benjamin was stranded, and had stopped someone to use their cell and call home. He had lost sight of us and was unsure about which way to go (okay, it is a lake, and this is the lake road, and the bike trail has no turns, but hey, he is only 12!). We rode back and found him, a bit tired, pink-cheeked, and perturbed. So we went back home, and I promised to never to get too far ahead of him again. The good news is Ben did use his limited French to convince someone to let him use their cell phone.