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listening to the dirtbag diaries. It was a bright and idyllic morning in

Eugene, Oregon, perfect weather for lofty ghouls and a start of something that

felt as wild as it did ridiculous. I harness my nervous butterflies by

focusing on making the breakfast that accompanied any normal day spent skiing

or biking. Two eggs, a bowl of granola, and a cup of coffee. Black is motor oil.

Then I wobbled my bike out the front door. It resembled something of a

gelopy overloaded with backpacks, paniers, and a pair of skis. Stepping over the

frame, I felt like I was six years old again and learning to control a bike

without training meals for the first time. I met my friend Sam at our

university's outdoor headquarters. His black train rig was just as late in his

mind except for the splitboard flashed his frame. I secretly wondered if both

bikes would survive the trip, but I forced a grin of reassurance and let out a

short woo with an accompanying fist bump in the air. We were California bound

and looking to make some turns in the heart of the Sierra Nevada range, but with

the twist, we wanted to earn them from the doorstep by pedaling for our turns.

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