critical mass was small in numbers, but strong in spirit. around 40-50 or so at the most, but it dwindled down at some point. it started to rain once we got to dundas squre, so people pretty much disbanded at that point. sure started pouring, but of course by the time we got home i could have kept riding. and i *almost* skipped it. thank goodness for an almost entirely sensible route.

ps. Nerdsgirth: you must have a doppleganger that haunts the west side... both bRAD and i went to stop and say hello to someone we thought was you (one-speeder, red bearded dude in white helmet )