As I left the house and headed to the car, dozens and dozens of robins flitted all about on the ground, in the ligustrum bushes, and through the pine and oak trees. I had spotted a loan robin in the backyard earlier in the week, but when flocks of them abound, it is a sure sign that spring is close. And though the temperature was a cool 42 degrees, the bright sun on my skin was warm and suggestive of a cool spring day.
As a motorcyclist, I welcome spring. Spring and fall are the ideal times for riding in terms of comfort on the motorcycle. However, today was another no ride day. My recovery is going well enough that I am hoping to ride in another week. Today, I sat on my R Nine T and started it up and just sat while the boxer cylinder heads warmed. I told Bill I would do some core exercises this week and be ready to ride next Saturday, and I was very happy to have no issues getting on and off the bike.
In the meantime I’ve been scrolling social media and saw a thought-provoking motorcycle meme (see below). How much slug bug can anyone play on a car trip? There aren’t as many VW Beetles out on the roads anymore, not like when I was a kid. And I like that it says “bikes” not just motorcycles because teaching kids early to spot these smaller riders on the roads will help make both cyclists and motorcyclists more visible when they learn to drive—assuming they aren’t looking down at their phone.
I did spot some interesting birds on the car ride home from visiting the R Nine T. An unfortunate opossum cum roadkill was being feasted upon by two turkey vultures (yuck). But I also spotted a very majestically posed great blue heron out on the lake surveying its domain. Perhaps when I do get a chance to ride, I’ll spot daffodils starting to bloom and even more robins and be assured that spring is on its way.
Flutterby Biker 