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The First of many days

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The day started like any other. A Saturday with nothing unusual or abnormal except for the collection of bags by the back door; bags I’d packed the night before in my excitement for the trip. Although the day was the same as any other August Saturday, my weekend excitement levels were above their norm. It was the first multi-day bikepacking trip I’d go on. The… Read More »The First of many days