Riding Through the Winter Doldrums
The cold weather… its gotta go! Remind me of this when I am complaining about the heat and practically melting in mid-August. If there is one thing that I hate more than the cold,...
Full tank. Wandering heart.
The cold weather… its gotta go! Remind me of this when I am complaining about the heat and practically melting in mid-August. If there is one thing that I hate more than the cold,...
It is a chilly day on the Sound. My body stayed nice & toasty until I took my gloves off out in the wind near the water. Sharp, cutting wind. Freezing cold.
You really know that you’ve really just about had it with cabin fever when dropping a bike off for service constitutes a ‘wow, that felt great’ ride. Come on already, spring! Sheesh. I guess...
Tonight the wind pressed against my chest like a kiss, holding me up. I felt the damp on the air. You, humming along over my right shoulder bringing the sound of comfort. The low,...