The weather was so nice and the roads in the village so dry that I just HAD to ride today, even though we still have three feet of snow in the yard and our dirt road is still covered with ice in patches. I started working on the road early this morning, driving the tractor up and down with those big Norse ice spikes on the rear tires to break up the slick spots. By noon, when it was obvious that our dirt road was not going to be rideable, I fired up the Kubota again and used nylon tree savers to lift the bike off the ground. Carried it the half mile to the blacktop, then left it there while I went back home and suited up.
Long johns, wool socks, Rev'It Dakar pants and Cayenne top, Gerbings underneath, modular helmet over earplugs, heavy boots, winter gloves. Walked back down the road, fired up Glenfiddich (my Tiger was named after a good drink and a fantastic dog), plugged into the Powerlet, and took off. It was for the most part a sedate ride. Too much sand and gravel on the road to ride with spirit just yet. I did take it just past a ton on the Interstate just to see how the new MRA Vario screen did (The wind now hits the top of my helmet where before it hit in the upper chest and caused severe buffeting. The MRA is no quieter than the OE touring screen, but the windflow is a lot smoother.) My new custom Sargent seat was awesome as well!
Rode back into town, waving to a few little kids who were delighted to see a motorcycle, passed one other bike (Wave -- brother!) and decided to ride all the way home, including that half mile of dirt road. Glenfiddich handled it, but the mud required a bit of body English and some of those old dirt riding skills. Street tires do NOT like mud! But he's safely back in the garage now.
It was an awesome experience and I can't wait to meet you all in Bennington later!
Pete
