Frosty's Somerville Ride

Keep the rubber side down and order the small steak.

Date: April 18,1999 -Frosty's Ride to Somerville
This day ride was just about as good as it gets. We had a 17 bike turnout and rode 200 miles on a perfect day.

Sidenote: I appologize for the wordiness of my description of the ride above. If any one wishes to write up a better accounting of the trip, please email it to me and I will substitute the text.

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Captions supplied by John Ferreri.
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