OK, storms are happening. Hardmen are riding their bikes.
Justin just quit his job so he'll be a regular Winter Wednesday Rider.
Charlie is in Seattle this week, so it was three of us tonight.
There was some snow up there somewhere - we didn't find it.
Got hailed on on the way down... sounded like popcorn popping in my helmet... pea sized ice chunks on my jacket sleeves.
JB still doesn't have his Della Santa back... rode his Trek tonight. Got a flat and didn't have a tube, but Justin did and gave it to him. Changing tire with frozen hands is difficult and painful.
Justin had his disc-brake bike, my rim brakes were sub-optimal in the wet descent.
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