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A raw, soul-stirring solo ride across 500+ miles of mountain passes, desolate roads, and untamed beauty. I set off from Jackson Hole, WY with the Tetons fading behind me and my gravel bike packed for four days of grit and solitude. The route carved through Idaho, Utah, and finally into Colorado — a test of endurance, willpower, and pure love for the ride. Nights were cold, shoulders rough, and climbs relentless. I rode through darkness, wrapped in layers, guided only by headlamp and starlight, pushing into the void. Each pedal stroke stripped things down to the essentials: breath, motion, presence. By the time I coasted into Boulder at dawn, I was broken and transformed. This journey wasn’t about Strava segments or KOMs. It was about finding silence, meeting yourself on the road, and realizing that the hardest rides are often the most rewarding. If you're craving perspective, this is it.
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