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We pack our bikes, gear, and your brand new B.O.B. trailer and pedal and camp southwest out of Kelowna. We stop near one of the trestles for a photo and an older man looks at us, our gear, and the trail ahead.

“You know,” he says, “I’ve always wanted to do a trip like you’re doing.” He stops and gives you a meaningful look. “You are living my dream.”

My dream is to keep riding, with you, for the hours, days, months, and years to come.

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