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So I went out for a ride.
Turned out to be an adventure ride of sorts, mostly on pavement
There were 2 lines to ride in on eitherside of the lane, sand up the middle, as long as you picked your line through the corner before hand it was okay.
No major lean angles for the day and speeds were kept way down but it was great to be out on the bike again.
I set out with no predetermined destination in mind. I found myself going through Bigelow hollow. I tasted a new flavor of pucker, a sharp right hand down hill corner with a 3 foot patch of ice across the lane. I slid a bit but kept it upright .
For the most part the main roads were clear, a few wet spots here and there.
I realized that I was close to the land
of trust funds and bording schools, so I decided to pull in for some $$$$$ lunch.
On my way out I ran into nelson and a friend of his who also took advantage of the warmer temps.
As I was getting suited up a woman walking out with her daughter took time out of her day to tell me that it was people like me who flood the ER on days like this. I thanked her for her concern, ( in my mind I was telling her to fuck off). She then got into her VOLVO wagon and while manuvering it out of her parking spot came inches from me and the bike. I felt like telling her its the soccer mommies in their volvos that flood the er with injured riders.
I left the VBC and ended up at motorsports international to check out some boots. From there I somehow ended up in hardwick. I stopped in for a snack
and grabbed a six pack for later.
I stopped to grab the mail on my way home. this is a view of teh paved section of my road from the mailbox
then the unpaved section
some 180 miles later and it was starting to rain about a mile from home, it has since turned into snow and is coming down pretty steadily now.
I guess I'll go light a fire and have a couple of these while I read the new cycle world that just came in the mail.
The bumpy ride home from the store shook them up pretty well.