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Riding was merely a mode of transportation during my adolescence, I saw it as a means to not be late to school. It wasn’t until I rode around New Zealand did I realise the sheer joy one feels as they zip down a hill after a gruelling, but rewarding c
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As a kid I’d dreamed about being a bike messenger, so when I landed a part-time job delivering prescription medicine to the elderly in my rural village on my bright red Raleigh, my 17-year-old self thought I’d made it. My bubble was soon burst when a
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Welcome To Paradise
Imagine cycling amid the treetops, pedalling 10 metres above the ground eye to eye with a passing song bird. Or riding across a lake; not above but actually through it, in it, without making a ripple? Sound impossible, like some fantastical dream? Th

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