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of us would yell “Rock!” or “Frog!” or “Snake!” as we tried to our tent, with Deep Lake just a stone’s throw away. It was good avoid anything that could upset our balance while flying into to be in the trees for a change. The clean, crisp air made me the blackness at speeds reaching 70 km/h. eager to get back on my bike. I started to smell pine trees as we rode. Though I couldn’t see, the smell made it obvious that we were leaving the prairies and entering the forest. By midnight we had reached our camping spot, too tired to even finish the beer I dragged up over all those hills. Day one complete, two more to go. SATURDAY, AUGUST 16: 132 KM, RIDING MOUNTAIN

I guess Friday took its toll, since Graham and I didn’t wake up until 10:00 am. Like I said, we were take’n ‘er easy. It felt funny to wake up in the middle of a forest when I couldn’t see any trees in the previous night’s darkness. Tall pines surrounded

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With sore legs we hit the gravel roads heading southeast. I received a text from a friend, Ian, who was attempting the same ride. He had left Neepawa on Friday afternoon with two others and passed our camp early in the morning while we slept. I wanted to see if we could catch up, so we hit the gravel roads in pursuit. By midday we still hadn’t caught sight of Ian and his crew. The next checkpoint was in the centre of the park, which meant we’d spend the next few hours riding trails, slowing our pursuit. When we turned into the forest, I was immediately taken aback by what we saw.

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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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