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Day 7. 446 Miles. What Is A Title Other Than A Restriction On Creativity?

The great raccoon stalker of East York isn’t a real thing. Well. It wasn’t until it was. And then it was. So now it is. Camped out in the most urban of environments, this little fucker fucks with me all … Continue reading

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Day 1. 70 Miles. Brochure, For Sure.

It’s almost 90° F and we’ve welcomed the shade of a tree to eat snacks, drink some water, and do some planning. It’s called tree-shade planning. And hydration and refueling. It uses the pronoun it and it is rest. It’s … Continue reading

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Day 10. 576 Miles. The Blowout, The Brew, and The Brotherhood.

My cousin gets his kids up for school and gets out the door all while setting me up to make some morning coffee. This is how I know we’re related. He’s a pour over OG. Like since way back. Classic … Continue reading

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