Today's Frostbite Ride included only 2 other intrepid riders besides myself -- Lucy and Sheldon. (I believe there are only 6 Cyclopaths in the group willing to continue riding through the winter.) I checked the temps before heading out to meet everyone in Salem -- 32 degrees. Argh. As I rode past Bagel World on my way to the Salem start, I caught a whiff of bacon and my stomach growled. I promised myself I'd get bacon wherever we ended up for breakfast... but by the time we reached the Beverly Airfield, my eyeballs were so frozen I'd forgotten about the bacon. It was so cold.