When the Inner Voice Says “Don’t Pass” – My First Low Side
Photo by TrackDNA It was MSR Houston, four days before Christmas. One of those Texas mornings where the fog hangs low and the air feels soft. Seventy-two degrees, cool enough to be comfortable, warm enough to feel like the day is on your side. I’d just found out CMRA’s first round was going to be
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