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And to you sweet single track dark wood worm, mighty aspen bridge if we cook, love, and build our adventures from the limitations of whatever is at hand the result will always be a surprise made of its own proportion. This be so in the shaky morning light this be so in the stone skipping dusk with legs all a burn in circles this be the way, this be our lost trail dog hearts of thicket, wondering a plenty the land is everlasting. River Bottoms Braided Creek Manitou Chequamegon Sawtooth Crosby Black Dog Shoot those gullies full of half-moons and steelhead tell the kids I went chasing stumps hunting mushrooms among mossy rocks riding the hills to let the wind be known winding back down the long way home fog and tea leaves, rose and cabbage only a few lost rovers will find it tell them, this be my bike shack stay long as they want can’t say when I’ll be back. BV

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Profile for Lucas Winzenburg

Bunyan Velo: Travels on Two Wheels, Issue No. 05  

Bunyan Velo is a collection of photographs, essays, and stories celebrating the simple pleasures of traveling by bicycle.

Bunyan Velo: Travels on Two Wheels, Issue No. 05  

Bunyan Velo is a collection of photographs, essays, and stories celebrating the simple pleasures of traveling by bicycle.

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