Early in the morning I left Lowell and arrived to drop my canoe and gear at Flowing Wells Park west of White Cloud. A short drive to the end of Bingham Road provided a great parking spot and marked the start of my bike...
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A newly printed license securely tucked into an otherwise empty camo poly-velcro wallet, casually...
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On Saturday morning at 10am, under sheets of rain, they sat waiting for the gunshot....
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“I don’t like it,” Ron says, smiling. I’m holding the board as close to the dock as I...
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