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  • Day of the Dead Building Art
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  • Cattedrale Di Otranto
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  • Strada Porto - Torre del Serpe Otranto
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  • Torre del Serpe Otranto
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  • Otranto locals
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  • Otranto chruch bells
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  • Cattedrale Di Otranto
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Otranto Porta d'Oriente
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  • Town beach in Otranto
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  • Perigian Beach
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  • Whitehaven Beach
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  • Whitehaven Beach
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  • Looking out to the Adriatic Sea from Otranto
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Cattedrale Di Otranto
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Strada Porto - Torre del Serpe Otranto
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  • Otranto Castle
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Otranto Porta d'Oriente
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Cattedrale S.S. Annunziata in Otranto
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Otranto chruch
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Otranto harbour
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Otranto Porta d'Oriente
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  • Otranto Porta d'Oriente
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  • Otranto sunset
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  • Town beach in Otranto
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  • Town beach in Otranto
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  • Town beach in Otranto
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  • Town beach in Otranto
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  • On the beach at Playa del Carmen
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  • On the beach at Playa del Carmen
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  • Perigian Beach
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  • Perigian Beach
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  • Whitehaven Beach
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  • Whitehaven Beach
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  • Whitehaven Beach
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  • Whitehaven Beach
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  • The Statue of Liberty
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  • The Statue of Liberty
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  • The Statue of Liberty
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  • Streets of the MPD
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  • Otranto laneways
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  • Torre del Serpe Otranto
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  • Laltro Baffo Ristorante in Otranto
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  • Perigian Beach
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  • Perigian Beach
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  • The Statue of Liberty
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  • Canada Day celebrations in Jasper
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  • That Dotted Line: It used to mark the limit for us. That ragged line of torn bitumen putting an abrupt end to a beautiful climb. No man's land held no allure for us – its surface an ugly pock-marked rouge overseen by a shot-blasted lichen covered sign shouting “GRAVEL!” We’d even seen the other side - gazing longingly (knowing the exact measure of kilometres and a precise quantity of metres gained) but knowing it was out of our reach. We had traced the twisting Dotted Line on the map – but the conventional coffee shop wisdom was that it was out of reach on 23 millimetres of rubber. So we worked around it. Return routes on shoulders strewn with debris and grey junk kays on monotonous highways. Unfortunately even with circuitous workarounds we still knew that we were missing out. That Dotted Line was so small – yet it prevented so much. Stories filtered in third-hand. We heard of a guy who knew someone that had done it. He did not head the capitalised caveat “GRAVEL!” – instead he skimmed potholes and ascended That Dotted Line. So one day, armed with a battalions equipment and the bolshiness only fear of the unknown can bring, we crossed That Dotted Line. No punctures. Bike intact. Job done. Dirt be damned. Before we even finished the ride, we were excitedly joining the dots on new loops, new routes, new roads – all previously ‘inaccessible’. Exploration, adventure, quiet roads and immersive scenery is where it took us – and takes us. Deeper, and deeper each time. That Dotted Line is a part of our history – and the reason why we want to drag you with us this August. Don’t believe everything you hear over a latte.
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  • Looking back: It all started with a ragtag bunch of cyclists keen on pushing limits and riding the hills for cheap thrills. United in our quest to redefine epic - we'd always look out for each other. 'No man left behind' was less about ideals, and more about ensuring no one missed out on their share of the suffering. These days there is plenty of pain to go around, and we're still looking back.
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  • Winter is tough on a cyclist. As the rain falls outside in the dark, the motivation to get out of bed starts to drop. The knowledge that the layer on layer you are putting on is in futile does nothing to help. <br />
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So you skip that early morning ride with the best half-baked and foggy-brained self-justification you can muster. <br />
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The riding and the weather doesn't get easier, but the excuses do. <br />
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The clothes don't dry from the morning, and even the spare pair of shoes is wet. <br />
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You eventually get out on a ride. Things feel sluggish under a winter coat, and the excuses get easier. It's a self-perpetuating downward spiral with no end in sight. <br />
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Frigid days fall into a routine of starting and finishing in the dark. Energy bars snap when they should give and numb fingers fumble on wet shifters while shivers wrack the body. <br />
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Rapha calls it 'glory through suffering'. Whatever your take, there is no doubt that it makes those first blossom infused tendrils of spring all the more sweet. <br />
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Enjoy Sunday.
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  • Those guys: <br />
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Here's to the helpers, the volunteers, the bakers, and the idea makers. The guys and girls working tirelessly hours, days, and weeks beforehand to make things run smoothly, sweetly, and with clockwork precision. <br />
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They are the shapers, designers, catalogers, advisers, and tweakers of the projects, series, events, and challenges that we bring to you. <br />
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They fact check, sense check, keep things in check, and occasionally write checks. They are the inspiration, the action, and the ones sweeping up afterwards. First on the scene, and always last to leave. <br />
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To those guys - those many guys - we owe you more than simple words can express. <br />
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Thank you for everything.
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  • Instead of expressing their gratitude for the rain by getting wet, people walk around with umbrellas. Nature is an old lady with few friends these days, and those who wish to make use of her charms, she rewards passionately." Tim Krabbe, 'The Rider'Soggy, sodden, cold, and damp perhaps - but these are the rides we remember. Stop making excuses and just get out there.
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