Annie and I rode 13 wonderful miles around the loop with the temperature hovering around 60 degrees at 5:30 AM. I don't usually have time to stop and take pictures during the morning ride (and up until now it's been too dark anyway,) but only a picture could begin to capture what a pleasure it is to ride now after all those days of slugging through the cold and damp. There isn't much else to say beyond that.
Just came across a post in Bicycle Diaries defining a Fred. I pass it along to you: FRED
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