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Good luck to all the riders taking on the Divide today!
Sending my best wishes to @alexia_molina @svein.tuft @coreywalliss I super stoked that your’re riding bikes that I designed to take on this epic adventure.
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
10 years ago I didn’t notice all the cheesy love hearts and pink coloured decorations hanging from the shops in Banff and decided to ask you out on February 14th but it was the best decision ever and now it’s makes for an easy anniversary date! Happy 10 years, here’s to many more…..
The Spitfire Plus looking great against the fall colors.
Specs:
✨ @srammtb X01 drivetrain with @microshiftofficial bar end shifters
✨ @bikethomson cockpit and seatpost with a @reformsaddle
✨@wildernesstrailbikes CZR i27 Wheelset
✨ Finished off with components from @whiteind , @camp.and.go.slow and @reneherse tires.
Ready to take on any terrain in style and comfort. 🚵♂️
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Amazing day at the @grasslandgravel series event this past weekend, big thanks to all the riders and sponsors I had a blast!
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Amazing day at the @grasslandgravel series event this past weekend, big thanks to all the riders and sponsors I had a blast!
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Amazing day at the @grasslandgravel series event this past weekend, big thanks to all the riders and sponsors I had a blast!
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Amazing day at the @grasslandgravel series event this past weekend, big thanks to all the riders and sponsors I had a blast!
#gravel
#gravelbike
#beautifulbritishcolumbia
#cycling
#kamloops
Amazing day at the @grasslandgravel series event this past weekend, big thanks to all the riders and sponsors I had a blast!
#gravel
#gravelbike
#beautifulbritishcolumbia
#cycling
#kamloops
Amazing day at the @grasslandgravel series event this past weekend, big thanks to all the riders and sponsors I had a blast!
#gravel
#gravelbike
#beautifulbritishcolumbia
#cycling
#kamloops
Amazing day at the @grasslandgravel series event this past weekend, big thanks to all the riders and sponsors I had a blast!
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#gravelbike
#beautifulbritishcolumbia
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I swear I’m still getting used to the idea that you’re really real at all and suddenly you’re a whole year old. Happy birthday sweet baby, your light shines so bright, I can’t believe you’re mine.
I swear I’m still getting used to the idea that you’re really real at all and suddenly you’re a whole year old. Happy birthday sweet baby, your light shines so bright, I can’t believe you’re mine.
I swear I’m still getting used to the idea that you’re really real at all and suddenly you’re a whole year old. Happy birthday sweet baby, your light shines so bright, I can’t believe you’re mine.
I swear I’m still getting used to the idea that you’re really real at all and suddenly you’re a whole year old. Happy birthday sweet baby, your light shines so bright, I can’t believe you’re mine.
I swear I’m still getting used to the idea that you’re really real at all and suddenly you’re a whole year old. Happy birthday sweet baby, your light shines so bright, I can’t believe you’re mine.
I swear I’m still getting used to the idea that you’re really real at all and suddenly you’re a whole year old. Happy birthday sweet baby, your light shines so bright, I can’t believe you’re mine.
I swear I’m still getting used to the idea that you’re really real at all and suddenly you’re a whole year old. Happy birthday sweet baby, your light shines so bright, I can’t believe you’re mine.
I swear I’m still getting used to the idea that you’re really real at all and suddenly you’re a whole year old. Happy birthday sweet baby, your light shines so bright, I can’t believe you’re mine.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
Last January I’m not sure I knew how to spell ‘esophagus’ and this January we are celebrating TEF/EA awareness month; what a year it’s been. From the NICU to an endless stream of appointments, procedures, hospitalizations, N-Tubes, medications, specialists, so👏🏻much👏🏻imaging. Margot’s diagnosis has thrust us into a world we didn’t even know existed.
When I was pregnant, a midwife told me that our bodies make us the babies that we are supposed to have, over the last 10 months I’ve held onto the idea that I’m supposed to be Margot’s mum because I can handle the hard bits. Recently, I’ve considered that maybe Margot was also made to carry this heavy load. Her calm and happy temperament in the face of so many hard things never ceases to blow our minds. She’s just so full of lightness and joy.
On the day she was diagnosed, as I poured over articles and studies trying to understand this new world we were thrust into, I read that the odds of having a child born with TEF/EA are 0.020%; only slightly better than our chances of winning a sizeable prize playing the lottery. In the middle of the night amongst the endless beeps and lights of the NICU I wasn’t yet able to see it, but I now know clearly that we did win the lottery. Margot’s chances of being born exactly as she is were a small fraction of a single percent, and I wouldn’t change a single inch of her for any jackpot in the world.
That Kamloops gravel 🫠
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#explorebc
#kamloops
#britishcolumbia
That Kamloops gravel 🫠
#gravel
#gravelbike
#explorebc
#kamloops
#britishcolumbia
That Kamloops gravel 🫠
#gravel
#gravelbike
#explorebc
#kamloops
#britishcolumbia
That Kamloops gravel 🫠
#gravel
#gravelbike
#explorebc
#kamloops
#britishcolumbia
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