Today we’re under a sever weather alert due to high winds and extreme cold. My phone said the temperature was 25 but felt like 7; the car said 31, but whichever temperature gauge was correct, it was too cold to ride. Bill and I are so tired of not being able to ride, we’ve already checked the forecast for next Saturday in hopes winter will let us ride again.
Even though it is extremely cold, I am seeing signs of spring. My daffodil shoots are up and the buds have formed. I also spotted three robins on this bitterly cold day, so nature is trying to bring spring about. And the sun was very bright as Bill guided the motorcycles onto the driveway to start them up and let the engines warm up. The battery tenders have been doing their jobs; both the Rocket and R Nine T started right up, and at least I got to enjoy the engines rumbling. But I will have to wait until next week and hope for a warmup for my actual ride. Bill joked about us losing our riding skills, but I pointed out my skills seemed sharper after my health layoff, and his skills came right back even after decades without a ride. Even so, once we can ride again, we’ll have fun reworking our skills.
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