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Mike Boles – 2013
I’m a 31-year-old slacker raised under the porch lights of the Canadian prairies. I don’t have a real job or a driver’s license. All I can claim is a sturdy bike and an itch to travel that runs right to the bottom of my shoes.
I bought my wheels in 2008 and spent three weeks pedaling around the beautiful state of Montana. It was my first tour. I returned sunburned, starving and madly in love with my new life. The perfect synergy of man and machine inspired me to do something great, something that might resonate with people I’d never met.
So I did, and what’s happened since then has changed my life forever. My travels have humbled me and made my spirit stronger than I ever thought possible. Now, after so many miles, I know what I truly value in this life.
I must offer my apologies to those who came here in search of a cycling blog. I’m not an expert or an adventurer. I don’t even know the names of all the parts on my bike.
So what am I? A dreamer, a seeker, a loner.
Over time these words are starting to become one. And for this smiling fool, it looks a lot like happiness.
