Everyone has them I suppose.
Big John rides every New Year's Day - so today we rode to Gila Bend, five of us, John, Jerry, Jim, Brak and I. Lunch at the Space Age restaurant or whatever it's called. Lots of bikes in the parking lot. Must be a popular tradition. John was disappointed that they weren't offering a black eyed pea and cornbread meal. Another midwest tradition I guess.
As for my my little tradition, I jumped in the pool at midnite. It doesn't qualify as a polar bear dip since the pool is 81 degrees, but it meets the criteria of washing away the troubles of last year, leaving a clean slate for the new year.
Best wishes to all for the coming year and decade.