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I knew the ride was going to be a long one when, seeing me loading my
gear in the truck, Gavin rolled up to our rental cabin and said, “oh,
we’re just going to ride from here.” I assumed we’d have a ways to drive
to get to the trails all the way on the other side of the lake, but it
was only a couple of miles of paved pedaling until we turned off into a
church parking lot and started climbing up the side of the ridge on the
unmarked Don’t Shoot Me trail.
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