While that seems like a strange title, it isn't. Steady readers, all six of you, might remember two years ago I did a ride I called unsatisfactory. On that ride I was annoyed that about halfway through the route part of the pack turned and another part continued straight to a bar for lunch. When I discovered that I had followed the bar group I went home in disgust. This was that same ride and this time it didn't break up in the middle. Since the ride benefits suicide prevention I decided ...
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