Four Bubbas represented this Sunday morning at The Bog under spitting skies over icy trails: Nate,Steve, Jason and I.
The view down the powerline was chilling!
We passed it up for the usual 6 mile loop, including the Highland. Whoever was first had the loudest and slowest line. The ground was frozen solid a couple inches under the loose and slippery surface. The light rain was off and on-mostly in between.
I picked the right bike today-the Pugsley. Both Jason and Steve rode from their houses pushing their miles into double digits. Here’s the end of the ride where Steve splits to head to the warmth of the couch.
The Patriots came from behind again to find a way to win.
Here’s the map:
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