Essay: Inspiration in old yet unfamiliar places

Words by Stevil Kinevil

For the sake of full disclosure, the last couple of years of riding mountain bikes just hasn’t stoked the same sort of internal flame that it had over the course of my existence aboard knobby tires. This is due in large part to a fairly catastrophic knee injury I experienced back in 2015. My legs have had more hair on them than they have in the past 30 years, and the scar tissue that creates a zigzagged map across them had begun to soften as well. This isn’t to say I’d stopped riding, mind you. I had …read more

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