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Sure, we all want to think about the epic (kind of hate that word) bikepacking adventure that takes us to super inaccessible places. I like the smaller trips, because that's what you can actually fit into your current life. Maybe WHILE you plan for the big thing. Maybe the small thing is the big thing though.


Either way, the Boy and I periodically head out onto the local trails and make soup. It's sort of my favorite thing.

Front view of a young cyclist, leaning on the seat of a turquoise Surly troll bike, in front of an olive Surly fat bike

 

Them leaves didn't stand a chance.

Left side view of a young cyclist, riding a turquoise Surly Troll bike through a pile of leaves on a street

 

Dad's only sort of good at fires.

A person standing next to a campfire, under a park shelter, at night

 

The finished product.

Downward view of a bowl of soup on a person's lap

 

Obligatory horsing around.

A child walking on a tree branch in the woods, next to a rock cliff

This time the soup was chicken stock, egg noodles, bock choy, ham, ginger, mushrooms, and something else I forget. Soup is the best for camp cooking because it's pretty forgiving. It's warm too.

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