Cold Moon lived up to it's name with a thick layer of crunchy snow on the ground and feels like -7 temperatures at meeting time.
FBC lost a friend a few days before the ride. So the ride was dedicated to our friend and people poured out for hugging, consoling, sharing stories and drinks.
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Apple Schnapps |
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A toast |
Most people chose to leave in warm vehicles after the bar but a few rode on to Village Tap.
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Cold butts |
1am full moon shot on Roscoe, not a car or bike in sight. A few confused smokers to our right.