By Peter Asmuth
The first three days of the ride were a tough ride for me: day one, it was cold and raining; day two, my left knee began to hurt; day three, the knee felt better, however, despite the cool weather, I became dehydrated and felt pretty ill by the end of the ride.Continue reading
Written by: Magdalene Kennedy
I sometimes nap in the van as it rumbles along towards the next rest stop. There’s no particular rhythm to its gentle jolts—at best it could be described as white noise. A random assortment of tiny hums and grunts that cradle my drowsy brain.
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