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which way we came from?”
    â€œYeah, we definitely came from that way.” Betsy pointed to the left.
    Fabiana tilted her head. “Not to interfere, kids, but I’m pretty sure we came from that way,” she countered, pointing towards the right.
    â€œHow sure?” asked Isabel.
    â€œUh…pretty sure…” Fabiana raised an eyebrow and held up the yellow wreath in her hand. “Dandelion crown?” she offered one to Maeve.
    â€œAre we lost?” Maeve replied, bending over to examine her reflection in the mirror of her bike. “On the bright side, this flower crown thingy looks faaabulous on me!”
    As Fabiana took out the map and puzzled over a solid green splotch near the bike trail to Rock Harbor beach, Isabel held her breath and the boys kicked at the grass.
    Betsy looked nauseous. “We definitely came this way,” she insisted, turning her bike around and pushing it into the weeds.
    â€œShouldn’t we wait for Fabiana to figure out where we are?” Maeve called out,
    â€œThat map won’t help at all!” Betsy turned around and put one hand on her hip. “I happen to have a very keen sense of direction.”
    â€œI think Betsy’s right.” Danny chipped in. “That tree over there looks familiar.”
    â€œCome on,” Riley urged Maeve. “We’ve got a scavenger hunt to win!”
    But as they rode farther and farther into the woods, Maeve began to wonder, Are we ever going to find that bike path? Isabel looked anxious, and Fabiana concerned. Still, Betsy pushed on, an eager Danny right behind her.

CHAPTER
6
The Rock Harbor Patrice Show
    K atani pedaled furiously with the rest of the Salty Cods out of Nickerson Park to the Orleans Rotary. She felt herself being pushed, and it wasn’t from biking so hard. It was her patience—her patience with Patrice in her role as super coach to the Salty Cods to be exact—that was pushing her to the edge.
    â€œC’mon, guys, is that all you got? Let’s pump it!” Patrice cried, “We are the team to beat! Ooh yeah yeah, ooh yeah yeah…” Patrice began to mimic Sugar-N-Spice’s old-school hit. It took every ounce of strength Katani had to keep up with her excited teammates.
    Nick and Dillon were working the pedals like they were in the Tour de France and Lance Armstrong, the greatest speed biker in the world, was coming up fast. They were also chanting, “PUMP IT! PUMP IT! WE ARE THE TEAM TO BEAT.”
    I can’t believe they’re actually enjoying this! Katani looked around. Even Charlotte looks like she is having the time of her life! Katani stared at her as she pedaled like the energizer bunny. All the Cods were biking so fast there was no time to appreciate the beautiful bike path and views of the ocean.
    I was right from the beginning. I shouldn’t have come on this ridiculous scavenger/survivor trip , Katani thought. Surely she wasn’t the only one who found Patrice’s triathlon mentality aggravating. Katani was pretty sure she’d heard Dillon grumbling to Nick that he couldn’t believe they’d wandered around the park for a half an hour and didn’t even find that “stupid fox.” But as they pedaled, the guys were acting like Patrice was the best trip leader ever.
    By the time they reached the Orleans Rotary, however, the only one who still seemed to be exerting energy was Patrice. As Katani rolled up, she saw that Dillon’s and Nick’s faces were bright red, and there was so much sweat on Charlotte’s face she looked like she had just stepped out of the shower. Katani could feel her own hair turning into a giant fuzzball.
    â€œAll right, then!” Patrice clapped her hands. “Shake it out, group, shake it out. Let’s take a quick breather and then push it to Orleans Beach.”
    Katani pulled at her frizzy ponytail. “I don’t know, Patrice,” she objected.