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For the next four hours, she sat with the coyote. She talked to it—about her failed marriage, her father’s death the previous winter, the reason she started riding in the first place. “I was trying to outrun the quiet,” she admitted. “But the road just taught me how to sit in it.”

Kate swung a leg over the saddle and pushed off. kateelife bike

When it stopped breathing, Kate didn’t film it. She didn’t post a tearful story or hawk a wilderness first-aid kit. She buried the coyote under a juniper tree, using her bike’s spare tire lever as a shovel. Then she camped there that night, without a tent, watching the stars stitch themselves across the sky. For the next four hours, she sat with the coyote