After 112 days of hibernation the 2-wheeler finally stretched its legs for an hour yesterday. Though the roadsides and fields were still mostly covered in snow, the afternoon temperature did peak at 43-degrees. Even at that I probably should have been on a snowmobile rather than a motorcycle.
But it felt great to take a ride. I stopped for a few minutes at an access site on a local lake, and watched ice fishermen huddled on the ice trying to catch dinner. They looked at me with considerable puzzlement and I'm sure they thought I was crazy, but the roads were snow and ice free and with several layers of clothing to fight off the wind chill and the warm sun shining on me, it was a most enjoyable ride indeed!
