If I'm with someone, like Erik or Brendan and Stef we will talk most of the day. We talk like we aren't strangers. About our family, personal struggles, relationships, goals in life, future plans... We open up like we know each other. It's like the biking breaks down the walls between us. I love it.
This past winter we spent many evenings in front of an open fire in the wood stove, fully aware of just feeling contented. We’re probably between crises of some sort — who isn’t — but there’s a strong feeling of being settled, and we are ready to roll with the next punch that comes along.