Gravel grinding and L’Eroica

Gravel. Even the word sounds uncomfortable. At odds to my road biking world, the usual black tarmac lines swapped for the stark white trails. It’s riding, but not as we know it…

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Big ride

I can’t remember when I stopped counting. I know not what compels me to ride all day, traversing distances some people think twice about when driving. Anything less than 100 miles is now a short ride. When did that happen?

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