21 degrees Fahrenheit plus two creek crossings equals frozen feet.
The first creek wasn't bad, one foot got wet, and a little while later I stuffed a warmer into each shoe and kept on riding.
I managed to go through the deepest part of the second creek and drenched my feet.
Not much could have prevented that even covers and fancy socks.
Well after a few more miles of that I was at the halfway point and had enough.
Randy and Micah kept on going.
What a bad asses.
Sorry no picture of Micah
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