As once boggy trails turn back to stone and sunscreen begins to perfume our rides, The Webbed Foot Riders have de-flocked for now. Every Sunday of February and March, come frozen Hell and high water, we were out there. Riding with old friends and new, 20 to 30 miles each week, averaging 6 riders, our flock probably rode through seventeen million gallons of water! I reckon them was some mighty good times! I will be at Carpet Mart on Sundays with my road bike now, leaving at 9:30 a.m. for Joe Gazzigli's office to hook up with some of the toughest over-60 riders in the state. Give it a try!
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