365 Group (f)
Today was a chilly damp feeling day. One the weather man lured you into thinking would be changing to nicely warm in just a matter of minutes. (Didnt happen.)
I started out with a few errands and ended up at the Cline Motorworks World Headquarters. It had been a while since I had been by and I needed to visit a bit. I also needed to do a little tinkering on the bike so it all worked out well.
I needed to cut down my chain and give it a good look over. That turned into almost an all day project. I had gotten some chain lube that at the time was told I wouldnt have to worry it slinging off. That was an understatement. My chain was a sticky mess. I soaked it in cleaner most of the time I was there. Even brushing didnt get it all off. It's a great lube and like the man said. I didnt have to worry about it coming off. I had a friend give me a new Dunlop rear tire. My plan was to mount it on a spare wheel I had. Yes, that was my plan. This was the stiffest tire I have ever had anything to do with. It took two of us to break it down and mount it. After pinching the tube twice it was decided that it was a project for a warmer day. With that out of the way I got back to my chain. With it cut down and cleaned it didnt look all that bad. It would hopefully last another month or so.
In the shop was a 70'S 185 Suzuki 2 stroke street bike that was being revamped. As I understood it the plan was to make a kind of off road light duty fun machine. Something to do a little trail riding and what have you with. One of those projects that make feel like a kid again. Cant wait till it's done to see the finished product.
Getting back on the road I headed out to put a few miles on my newly cut chain.
I was a good day with a good friend. Even if the weatherman didnt get close.
catch ya on the road
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
3/27/11
365 Group (f)
The rains left this area cool and damp.
Saturday I had great plans to get everything even with the Tax man and get some needed maintenance done on the Turnip. Safe to say that that didn't happen like I planned. I still have a few things to get for the tax dude so hopefully they wont take as big a bite out of my backside as it looks now. The damp weather and chilly wind just didn't even seem appealing. I can seem to deal with it when I'm moving down the road. I have a hard time in a cold house or shop for some reason.
I did manage to get together with a local rider, Louis, and plan for a trip a little later in the summer. He has been wanting to make a pretty good trip on his Sportster for a while. We are looking at taking a weekend and checking out the Ozark Folk Center over at Mountain View. Not really all that many miles but covers some really nice area. Small towns and back roads. Ya know, the good stuff.
After our planning secession I pittled quite a bit on some little projects and just generally killed off the day.
Work had a few probblems late in the day so I did manage to get in a few miles. Guess you could say the day wasnt a total waste.
Well there is always Hope...I'm hoping the weather changes again (this is Arkansas after all)and I get to get more done tomorrow. At the very least I hope I can get in a few miles.
catch ya on the road
The rains left this area cool and damp.
Saturday I had great plans to get everything even with the Tax man and get some needed maintenance done on the Turnip. Safe to say that that didn't happen like I planned. I still have a few things to get for the tax dude so hopefully they wont take as big a bite out of my backside as it looks now. The damp weather and chilly wind just didn't even seem appealing. I can seem to deal with it when I'm moving down the road. I have a hard time in a cold house or shop for some reason.
I did manage to get together with a local rider, Louis, and plan for a trip a little later in the summer. He has been wanting to make a pretty good trip on his Sportster for a while. We are looking at taking a weekend and checking out the Ozark Folk Center over at Mountain View. Not really all that many miles but covers some really nice area. Small towns and back roads. Ya know, the good stuff.
After our planning secession I pittled quite a bit on some little projects and just generally killed off the day.
Work had a few probblems late in the day so I did manage to get in a few miles. Guess you could say the day wasnt a total waste.
Well there is always Hope...I'm hoping the weather changes again (this is Arkansas after all)and I get to get more done tomorrow. At the very least I hope I can get in a few miles.
catch ya on the road
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
3-24-11
365 Group (f)
The morning temps have been great for riding.
The bike has really been liking this warmer weather. I am too. there's something to not having to adjust the carbs everytime the weather changes.(maybe if _ rebuilt em?,,,nahhhh)
The last couple days have started in the 60's and ended in the 70's. Couldnt be better.
With the above in mind I went to bed. This morning was 38 when I got up . Here I was all ready and everything for summer. Now we're throwing back to winter.
As I shuffled around getting ready the pups laughted at me and hid my gloves.
The bike fired up like a champ and I bounced down to the road.
I got out into light traffic heading west. Before I knew it I was making good time with my turnoff coming up. The run around the lake wasnt as cool as I thought it was going to be. It was actually sort of enjoyable.
I made it over to the Parkway and had to slow down. This warmed things up some. By the time my work turnoff came up I was feeling like making a day of just riding around. Maybe I'll just stick around long enough to get payroll in then head back out?
catch ya on the road
The morning temps have been great for riding.
The bike has really been liking this warmer weather. I am too. there's something to not having to adjust the carbs everytime the weather changes.(maybe if _ rebuilt em?,,,nahhhh)
The last couple days have started in the 60's and ended in the 70's. Couldnt be better.
With the above in mind I went to bed. This morning was 38 when I got up . Here I was all ready and everything for summer. Now we're throwing back to winter.
As I shuffled around getting ready the pups laughted at me and hid my gloves.
The bike fired up like a champ and I bounced down to the road.
I got out into light traffic heading west. Before I knew it I was making good time with my turnoff coming up. The run around the lake wasnt as cool as I thought it was going to be. It was actually sort of enjoyable.
I made it over to the Parkway and had to slow down. This warmed things up some. By the time my work turnoff came up I was feeling like making a day of just riding around. Maybe I'll just stick around long enough to get payroll in then head back out?
catch ya on the road
Sunday, March 20, 2011
3/20/11
365 Group (f)
I got a call from the Big C Doctor saying it was time to remove any excess build up I had in my wallet. I scheduled the meeting for Friday in the late morning so I could get back on the road before all the mid seventies weather everyone was boasting was gone.
I got everything together fairly quickly. I mean it was warm and all sun shiny and I was ready to hit the road. Sidekick showed up for last minute details on watching the "kids". After a few More dos and don'ts I hit the kicker and bounced down the drive.
I ran over to the gas station to top off and grab something for a snack along the way. After the nose bleed at the pump. I got a fresh biscuit and ham and headed out.
Traffic was light. Most people were already at work and it was like having the road to myself.
My ride over to the sprawling community of Hindsville was pretty quick and most enjoyable. The warmer weather no doubt had lots to do with it. I leaned into Hwy 412 and got some real gone. Everything was clicking and I figured the way I was feeling I could risk a ticket. All the way to Huntsville I had a real good time. I met several other riders along the way and they all had a big silly grin plastered on their face, like the one I had on mine. At the Huntsville bypass traffic suddenly slowed down. I spied the cause, a trooper beside the road with radar was keeping all us miscreants in line. After getting by him everyone opened up and moved on down the road.
At the little town of Marble, by the sale barn, I had a strange thing happen. I had always heard people talk about seeing something come off a truck or car kind of in slow motion. This morning a truck had pulled out from the sale barn and had just started getting up to speed when I saw a small dark "something" come off the rear of the trailer. In slow motion I saw it cross in front of my headlight and hit my fingers on my right hand. YES!!! it hurt. I managed to keep going until the Hwy 21 turn off. I limped over and took off my glove. With the pain I was feeling I expected at least one broken finger, if not all of them. Amazingly none were. What ever hit me just stung. I sat there rubbing my hand and thinking about what had happened. It was so clear. I saw it come out from the rear wheel on the trailer and then as it crossed in front of my headlight. Don't know what it was. I do know that it was enough. I gave my hand a good massage and headed back out.
I rolled through Kingston,there wasn't too much going on so I kept moving along. Up the hill out of town making a lot of noise. That's always lots of fun.
Before I knew it I was at the Boxley Mountain and decided that this was a good place for breakfast and pulled in at the brake check area.
It was a great morning. Good food and hot coffee. The cell phone doesn't work over here. Bike was running great...what more could you ask for?
It was at about this time I decided that stock gold Wings should be outlawed. Where I was at I could see both directions for a good way and since I couldn't see anyone coming or hear anything coming, I decided that I could just step off the road a Little and relieve myself. It was about this time an older couple on two bright shiny Gold Wings came quietly, TOO quietly, by me. Might not have been as bad if they weren't smiling these silly smiles. I'm about to mount a Senate campaign to outlaw those stock pipes that no one can hear.
I finally got it all back together and headed on to the clinic. Guess it's cause I was close, I got to thinking about it all and the trip took a turn to being not as much fun. Pulling into the clinic I parked up next to the door where everyone could see my ride. I had about an hour with the doc, then about an hour drawing blood and so forth. They really are good people here. Even if it don't always sound like it. I do appreciate them.
I left with a lot to think about and headed out to my place at Deer.
The ride up the mountain was a good one. 7% grade for five miles. Hairpins and switch backs. Yep, it was good.
I kicked around at home with mom and family for the rest of the evening and crashed early. It was good to be back home.
Next morning,after breakfast, I did a walk around of the bike and got ready to get out and beat the Thunder Storm that was heading in.
I cant really say much about my last 100 miles other than it was one major cross wind! I did beat the storm. I didn't get any rain so I guess that means I beat it?
I ambled around home and came in from the East side. I had wanted to get a picture off the bridge for a while. Something about this just jumped out at me.
catch ya on the road
I got a call from the Big C Doctor saying it was time to remove any excess build up I had in my wallet. I scheduled the meeting for Friday in the late morning so I could get back on the road before all the mid seventies weather everyone was boasting was gone.
I got everything together fairly quickly. I mean it was warm and all sun shiny and I was ready to hit the road. Sidekick showed up for last minute details on watching the "kids". After a few More dos and don'ts I hit the kicker and bounced down the drive.
I ran over to the gas station to top off and grab something for a snack along the way. After the nose bleed at the pump. I got a fresh biscuit and ham and headed out.
Traffic was light. Most people were already at work and it was like having the road to myself.
My ride over to the sprawling community of Hindsville was pretty quick and most enjoyable. The warmer weather no doubt had lots to do with it. I leaned into Hwy 412 and got some real gone. Everything was clicking and I figured the way I was feeling I could risk a ticket. All the way to Huntsville I had a real good time. I met several other riders along the way and they all had a big silly grin plastered on their face, like the one I had on mine. At the Huntsville bypass traffic suddenly slowed down. I spied the cause, a trooper beside the road with radar was keeping all us miscreants in line. After getting by him everyone opened up and moved on down the road.
At the little town of Marble, by the sale barn, I had a strange thing happen. I had always heard people talk about seeing something come off a truck or car kind of in slow motion. This morning a truck had pulled out from the sale barn and had just started getting up to speed when I saw a small dark "something" come off the rear of the trailer. In slow motion I saw it cross in front of my headlight and hit my fingers on my right hand. YES!!! it hurt. I managed to keep going until the Hwy 21 turn off. I limped over and took off my glove. With the pain I was feeling I expected at least one broken finger, if not all of them. Amazingly none were. What ever hit me just stung. I sat there rubbing my hand and thinking about what had happened. It was so clear. I saw it come out from the rear wheel on the trailer and then as it crossed in front of my headlight. Don't know what it was. I do know that it was enough. I gave my hand a good massage and headed back out.
I rolled through Kingston,there wasn't too much going on so I kept moving along. Up the hill out of town making a lot of noise. That's always lots of fun.
Before I knew it I was at the Boxley Mountain and decided that this was a good place for breakfast and pulled in at the brake check area.
It was a great morning. Good food and hot coffee. The cell phone doesn't work over here. Bike was running great...what more could you ask for?
It was at about this time I decided that stock gold Wings should be outlawed. Where I was at I could see both directions for a good way and since I couldn't see anyone coming or hear anything coming, I decided that I could just step off the road a Little and relieve myself. It was about this time an older couple on two bright shiny Gold Wings came quietly, TOO quietly, by me. Might not have been as bad if they weren't smiling these silly smiles. I'm about to mount a Senate campaign to outlaw those stock pipes that no one can hear.
I finally got it all back together and headed on to the clinic. Guess it's cause I was close, I got to thinking about it all and the trip took a turn to being not as much fun. Pulling into the clinic I parked up next to the door where everyone could see my ride. I had about an hour with the doc, then about an hour drawing blood and so forth. They really are good people here. Even if it don't always sound like it. I do appreciate them.
I left with a lot to think about and headed out to my place at Deer.
The ride up the mountain was a good one. 7% grade for five miles. Hairpins and switch backs. Yep, it was good.
I kicked around at home with mom and family for the rest of the evening and crashed early. It was good to be back home.
Next morning,after breakfast, I did a walk around of the bike and got ready to get out and beat the Thunder Storm that was heading in.
I cant really say much about my last 100 miles other than it was one major cross wind! I did beat the storm. I didn't get any rain so I guess that means I beat it?
I ambled around home and came in from the East side. I had wanted to get a picture off the bridge for a while. Something about this just jumped out at me.
catch ya on the road
Monday, March 14, 2011
3-14-11
365 Group (f)
This past weekend was great for riding. Rather what little I did was. I had been experiencing a jerk in the steering on my last couple of rides that led me to think it might be time for new bearings.
Bearings aren't really a hard deal but they are a pain to fool with. (For me anyway.) I spent a good part of Saturday getting to the bearings. Luckily they just needed cleaning repacking. I managed to kill most of the day doing what I could without a press. Seems to have done the trick as jerk/catch is gone.
Sunday I had great plans of taking a link out of my chain and heading down to go to church with mom. As I headed out to ride up to my buddies shop I stepped on some loose gravel and sort of slipped a little and managed to pinch a nerve in my back. It didn't seem like a big deal until I tried to kick over the bike. (by the way, I now fully understand the term Heavy Compression Engine) About half way into the kick something giggled it's way into a full blown short circuit and I rolled somewhat less than gracefully off the bike. I managed to land sorta semi on my back. After about an hour I noticed two things 1. Most of the electric shocking pain was gone and 2. Got a loose clamp on the lower header pipe on the right side. Couldn't see the left side from where I was laying.
I finally managed to work my way into a sitting position and then slowly crawled back to the house.
I spent the rest of the day and night loaded up on pain killers and flat on my back.
Guess it was one of those bikin not ridin days?
Hope after the Monday Dr. appointment to catch ya on the road
This past weekend was great for riding. Rather what little I did was. I had been experiencing a jerk in the steering on my last couple of rides that led me to think it might be time for new bearings.
Bearings aren't really a hard deal but they are a pain to fool with. (For me anyway.) I spent a good part of Saturday getting to the bearings. Luckily they just needed cleaning repacking. I managed to kill most of the day doing what I could without a press. Seems to have done the trick as jerk/catch is gone.
Sunday I had great plans of taking a link out of my chain and heading down to go to church with mom. As I headed out to ride up to my buddies shop I stepped on some loose gravel and sort of slipped a little and managed to pinch a nerve in my back. It didn't seem like a big deal until I tried to kick over the bike. (by the way, I now fully understand the term Heavy Compression Engine) About half way into the kick something giggled it's way into a full blown short circuit and I rolled somewhat less than gracefully off the bike. I managed to land sorta semi on my back. After about an hour I noticed two things 1. Most of the electric shocking pain was gone and 2. Got a loose clamp on the lower header pipe on the right side. Couldn't see the left side from where I was laying.
I finally managed to work my way into a sitting position and then slowly crawled back to the house.
I spent the rest of the day and night loaded up on pain killers and flat on my back.
Guess it was one of those bikin not ridin days?
Hope after the Monday Dr. appointment to catch ya on the road
Thursday, March 10, 2011
3/10/11
365 group (f)
Today has the promise of middle to upper 50's so it should be a good day to get out and do something.
In looking over the days calendar for "gotta do's" I realized it was my birthday. So since I don't have an immediate family any more...other than the pups and Woodrow, my almost politically correct bird, to do these days with, I'm heading out to the river to take a few pictures and see if there is any one brave (stupid) enough to be out on the VERY cold water.
Should be a good ride as the morning is sunny and clear. The air is crisp and about 40 degrees. Almost perfect for a start.
I'm hoping to take in all the major points of interest. The Marble cafe for breakfast. The Square in down town Kingston. Maybe even hit a few of the Flea markets in the area on the way back?
Hoping to get in about 300 miles today without really going anywhere. Let ya know how it turns out.
catch ya on the road
Today has the promise of middle to upper 50's so it should be a good day to get out and do something.
In looking over the days calendar for "gotta do's" I realized it was my birthday. So since I don't have an immediate family any more...other than the pups and Woodrow, my almost politically correct bird, to do these days with, I'm heading out to the river to take a few pictures and see if there is any one brave (stupid) enough to be out on the VERY cold water.
Should be a good ride as the morning is sunny and clear. The air is crisp and about 40 degrees. Almost perfect for a start.
I'm hoping to take in all the major points of interest. The Marble cafe for breakfast. The Square in down town Kingston. Maybe even hit a few of the Flea markets in the area on the way back?
Hoping to get in about 300 miles today without really going anywhere. Let ya know how it turns out.
catch ya on the road
Monday, March 7, 2011
3-7-11
365 Group (f)
This morning I rolled out to work a little early. I had plans of getting breakfast then a nice ride around the lake to work.
While I waited on breakfast I was made current on all the local gossup as well as the current gripe, high gas prices. Seems that everybody has a problem with $3.40 per gallon when they drive an oversized truck that gets 4 to 6 MPG. Also, the majority of the driving they do is recreational.
My food came and I ate listening to all the griping. As I finished I couldnt resist making a suggestion to help with all the pressure they were struggling with. "why not get a scooter or motorcycle for that daily manditory treck to the coffee shop?" I went so far as to explain that with the one I ride I get a weeks work of back and forth to work on a tank full. Or about $10.00. This met with all kinds of moaning and groaning that gave me the impression that if they did something to fix the problem they wouldnt be able to gripe and blame Politicans, Rag Heads or Illegal Alliens or someone else.
I finally got to the point of it being to hard to keep from laughing so I headed out. Kicking the bike to life I jumped out and headed toward the lake.
My ride around the lake was a good one. Added about twenty miles to my morning ride and made me feel about 20 miles better when I got to work.
It always helps when you can start your day with a good breakfast, a good laugh and a good ride.
catch ya on the road
This morning I rolled out to work a little early. I had plans of getting breakfast then a nice ride around the lake to work.
While I waited on breakfast I was made current on all the local gossup as well as the current gripe, high gas prices. Seems that everybody has a problem with $3.40 per gallon when they drive an oversized truck that gets 4 to 6 MPG. Also, the majority of the driving they do is recreational.
My food came and I ate listening to all the griping. As I finished I couldnt resist making a suggestion to help with all the pressure they were struggling with. "why not get a scooter or motorcycle for that daily manditory treck to the coffee shop?" I went so far as to explain that with the one I ride I get a weeks work of back and forth to work on a tank full. Or about $10.00. This met with all kinds of moaning and groaning that gave me the impression that if they did something to fix the problem they wouldnt be able to gripe and blame Politicans, Rag Heads or Illegal Alliens or someone else.
I finally got to the point of it being to hard to keep from laughing so I headed out. Kicking the bike to life I jumped out and headed toward the lake.
My ride around the lake was a good one. Added about twenty miles to my morning ride and made me feel about 20 miles better when I got to work.
It always helps when you can start your day with a good breakfast, a good laugh and a good ride.
catch ya on the road
Sunday, March 6, 2011
3/6/11
365 Group (f)
The other day, while waiting out a storm I happened to hear Tab Benoit singing a song called "shelter me". This one song kind of put my foul weather riding in perspective.
" the earth can shake... the sky come down...the mountains all, fall to the ground. But I will fear, none of these things.....shelter me Lord underneath your wings... "
Today is good and cool again. We seem to be in that "Arkansas' constant state of change" weather.
I have a couple of errands to run today. I'm hoping that it warms up a bit. I'd like to get in a few extra miles. Maybe make another run down to my mothers place or over to the Buffalo river? I guess I'm just really ready for spring and summer.
It's time to head out so...
catch ya on the road
The other day, while waiting out a storm I happened to hear Tab Benoit singing a song called "shelter me". This one song kind of put my foul weather riding in perspective.
" the earth can shake... the sky come down...the mountains all, fall to the ground. But I will fear, none of these things.....shelter me Lord underneath your wings... "
Today is good and cool again. We seem to be in that "Arkansas' constant state of change" weather.
I have a couple of errands to run today. I'm hoping that it warms up a bit. I'd like to get in a few extra miles. Maybe make another run down to my mothers place or over to the Buffalo river? I guess I'm just really ready for spring and summer.
It's time to head out so...
catch ya on the road
Thursday, March 3, 2011
3/3/11
365 Group (f)
Today the weather 'doodette' said it was going to be warm with a good chance of rain. Looks like it is going to be a good day for a ride.
I filled up a thermos and packed up the rain gear, just in case. At about 4:30 I headed out. The bike fired up like it was ready to go, so I did.
My real loose plan was to run by my mothers place and say howdy on my way to work. I headed east on 412. Since I was about two hours ahead of the early morning traffic, it was sort of like having the road all to myself. I did have Deer to worry about as they have been making a name for themselves lately by running out in front of people. I just hugged the middle of the road and went on.
It was a good ride down. Sixty seven miles through the hills in the dark. I got there just as mom was getting ready to do the readings at the weather station.
We had a cup of coffee and visited a little.
After about 45 minutes I headed back out and got on the road to work.
I ran highway 7 North to Jasper. I gassed up at the bridge I decided to run up Mt. Sherman & Low Gap then down the possums shank to 21 and back west on 412.
Back on 412 traffic was heavy with morning 'go to work types.' I made the short run up to Marble to the little cafe and had a quick bite to eat. Pulling back out I got on the tail end of a line of aggressively moving traffic. I made good time all the way back to work. Even made most of the lights in town.
Now that I'm settled in for the day I'm wondering if I should take the same route going back home? It's just under 200 miles on some of the greatest roads for riding. Gotta think it over a bit.
catch ya on the road
Today the weather 'doodette' said it was going to be warm with a good chance of rain. Looks like it is going to be a good day for a ride.
I filled up a thermos and packed up the rain gear, just in case. At about 4:30 I headed out. The bike fired up like it was ready to go, so I did.
My real loose plan was to run by my mothers place and say howdy on my way to work. I headed east on 412. Since I was about two hours ahead of the early morning traffic, it was sort of like having the road all to myself. I did have Deer to worry about as they have been making a name for themselves lately by running out in front of people. I just hugged the middle of the road and went on.
It was a good ride down. Sixty seven miles through the hills in the dark. I got there just as mom was getting ready to do the readings at the weather station.
We had a cup of coffee and visited a little.
After about 45 minutes I headed back out and got on the road to work.
I ran highway 7 North to Jasper. I gassed up at the bridge I decided to run up Mt. Sherman & Low Gap then down the possums shank to 21 and back west on 412.
Back on 412 traffic was heavy with morning 'go to work types.' I made the short run up to Marble to the little cafe and had a quick bite to eat. Pulling back out I got on the tail end of a line of aggressively moving traffic. I made good time all the way back to work. Even made most of the lights in town.
Now that I'm settled in for the day I'm wondering if I should take the same route going back home? It's just under 200 miles on some of the greatest roads for riding. Gotta think it over a bit.
catch ya on the road
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
3-2-11
This morning I woke to a heat wave compared to yesterday. 37 degrees, maybe spring is starting to 'spring'?
I rushed around getting ready hoping to come up with an excuse to skip work and make a long ride. Nothing really worked so I saddled up for one more day at the grind.
I had a frost on the bike again this morning. Not as heavy as yesterday but I still had to dry it off.
Finally I got all the "blow dryin"
done and fired up. listening to the early morning rumble I tried again to find an excuse to play hooky...ah well.
As I headed down the road to the highway I was thinking ' a little breakfast would sure hit the spot' so I headed to the little cafe for something quick.
I pulled in and parked by a shiny new red Honda 1300. The owner had ridden over from the sprawling city of Kingston. Apparently he frosted out at about 40 miles.
We visited a little over coffee until he was warmed enough to make the final ten miles of his trip.
I pulled out and made the run to the mountain. Traffic was light and moving along at a good clip so there wasnt any fooling around.
I turned off and noticed that the sand and gavel from the recent weather was mostly off the roads. This made the curves more fun as I didnt have to hug the center line.
The rest of my ride was pretty nice even with the heavy traffic on Butterfield Coach and the Parkway. So nice that I think I'll try it again a little later this afternoon.
catch ya on the road
I rushed around getting ready hoping to come up with an excuse to skip work and make a long ride. Nothing really worked so I saddled up for one more day at the grind.
I had a frost on the bike again this morning. Not as heavy as yesterday but I still had to dry it off.
Finally I got all the "blow dryin"
done and fired up. listening to the early morning rumble I tried again to find an excuse to play hooky...ah well.
As I headed down the road to the highway I was thinking ' a little breakfast would sure hit the spot' so I headed to the little cafe for something quick.
I pulled in and parked by a shiny new red Honda 1300. The owner had ridden over from the sprawling city of Kingston. Apparently he frosted out at about 40 miles.
We visited a little over coffee until he was warmed enough to make the final ten miles of his trip.
I pulled out and made the run to the mountain. Traffic was light and moving along at a good clip so there wasnt any fooling around.
I turned off and noticed that the sand and gavel from the recent weather was mostly off the roads. This made the curves more fun as I didnt have to hug the center line.
The rest of my ride was pretty nice even with the heavy traffic on Butterfield Coach and the Parkway. So nice that I think I'll try it again a little later this afternoon.
catch ya on the road
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
3-1-11
365 Group (f)
This morning it was a crisp 27 degrees when I got up. I made a pot of coffee. In the time it took to make, the temp dropped to 26. This morning did'nt seem to be starting out real great.
I managed to get a couple of cups of coffee down and that seemed to take the sting out of thinking about riding in to work.
with the pups fed and thermos filled I headed out. Even covered the bike was white with frost. Took a few minutes with a hair dryer to get everything "defrosted". Once the frost was knocked off the bike fired up and I was ready to hit the road.
I was meeting sidekick at the cafe in town for a "before work" cup of coffee so that was my first stop. That little half mile ride wasnt bad at all.
After coffee I fired up and jumped into traffic to see what the other tweleve and a half miles would be like. The run along to the mountain wasnt too bad. Everyone was moving at a sane pace for a change and there wasnt any cross winds. It was actually like a very cold early spring morning.
Once I got off the highway and on side roads it was really good riding.
In town the traffic picked up quite a bit. Felt sort of like "push and shove" from light to light. Two of the young urbanites that motored along side me for a couple blocks were involved in hastily appling makeup and downing a pop tart. Other than those two 'award winners' the ride was about as good as it could be on a cold early March morning.
The weather is suppose to be warm this afternoon, should be a good ride back.
catch ya on the road
This morning it was a crisp 27 degrees when I got up. I made a pot of coffee. In the time it took to make, the temp dropped to 26. This morning did'nt seem to be starting out real great.
I managed to get a couple of cups of coffee down and that seemed to take the sting out of thinking about riding in to work.
with the pups fed and thermos filled I headed out. Even covered the bike was white with frost. Took a few minutes with a hair dryer to get everything "defrosted". Once the frost was knocked off the bike fired up and I was ready to hit the road.
I was meeting sidekick at the cafe in town for a "before work" cup of coffee so that was my first stop. That little half mile ride wasnt bad at all.
After coffee I fired up and jumped into traffic to see what the other tweleve and a half miles would be like. The run along to the mountain wasnt too bad. Everyone was moving at a sane pace for a change and there wasnt any cross winds. It was actually like a very cold early spring morning.
Once I got off the highway and on side roads it was really good riding.
In town the traffic picked up quite a bit. Felt sort of like "push and shove" from light to light. Two of the young urbanites that motored along side me for a couple blocks were involved in hastily appling makeup and downing a pop tart. Other than those two 'award winners' the ride was about as good as it could be on a cold early March morning.
The weather is suppose to be warm this afternoon, should be a good ride back.
catch ya on the road
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