There are beautiful moments, early on a mid-week day, when you find yourself riding a good bike through a small town.
I'm spending a few days in my home town, taking in the sights of the big whitewater festival called FIBArk, which has become a tradition for me for years and years.
There is a peace that comes with being at home, a peace that's greatly amplified when your home is a small, quiet town in the mountains filled with people you love and hate with equal passion. Serenity exists if you can open your eyes to it.
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