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As I stood there brooding over the fate that awaited me for the next hour, I heard a a quiet, almost indistinct voice behind me utter these words...
"don't be a wuss!"
I spun around to ascertain the source of such an accusation. This was what I beheld...
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We eyed one another conspicuously for a moment and then I moseyed over to my gear and donned my helmet and gloves.
For the most part, the roads were clear...
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...but there were a not too small number of patches of slush/ice which either necessitated slowing down and proceeding with caution or where it was I'll advised to ride at all...
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I pushed on and ended up getting in a couple hours of good riding. I didn't break any speed records, but the scenery was breathtaking...
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I even had a fan along the way, cheering me on...
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