Everywhere you look you see men and boys on bikes, in the mountains, in villages, and in city centers like Kabul. But never women. For the past four years, I’ve been riding my bike in Afghanistan every chance I get. When a local offers up his bike, complete with pinwheel and three horns, I don’t hesitate. Ever.
It was October 2009 when I first put two wheels to dirt in the mountains of the Panjshir Valley, no big deal if you live in Colorado, but a first for any women in Afghanistan.
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