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Who says you can't go home?

I had conflicting feelings about a return to the Arkansaw High Country Route. There were the concerns about leaving my family and spending nearly two weeks riding my bike all around another state during a pandemic. Is is it safe? Is it responsible? I would be about as socially distant as possible and wear a mask inside stores, but I still questioned whether it was the right thing to do. There was the mix of nerves and excitement that accompanies any big challenge, compounded by the fact that this time I knew what I was getting myself into. Last year had been the hardest thing I'd ever done, and I'd come home advising other riders to take all the gears they could.  A February trial ride in Jasper had proved to me that, while I could tackle the route singlespeed, I probably didn't want to. And yet, I never got around to converting my Fargo back to gears. Hanging over everything was the fear that this new effort might somehow taint the original experience, which had been t

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