Adirondack Jack
Don't call me " Jun ior&a
It was an OK day here. 50 deg. and partly sunny. I caved in and geared up for the first ride of the season. Even though I know it's too early to ride, the main roads are nice and clear of sand and salt. Sooo.....off I go. At 30 miles from home I decide to head back home by a different route. Figure I'll stop at a great sandwich shop for lunch. After I ate I noticed some dark clouds on the horizon. I cranked up the bike and headed for home, committed now to a much higher elevation route to the barn. I didn't go 5 miles before I was in a cold rain. 5 miles more and it was snow. Winding off a mountain pass with big flakes coming down like crazy was pretty hairy! Just got done wiping the bike down. I got what I deserved for pushing the start of the riding season, eh? But ya know what? It was so worth it! :rockon: