As an urbanite and “woosie” (though the former implies the latter so I’m already squandering words), I’m not particularly interested in bikepacking or disappearing into the desert for days on end or whatever else you see on those desert hipster websites. Most of the time, my ideal ride starts and ends at home, and my idea of sleeping under the stars involves doing so on a proper bed in a domicile with a proper bathroom and a solidly-build roof between me and the heavens. However, I am very much enchanted with our local waterways:
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