going to start a chapter..."Crybabies of America" for times like this...for the spoiled, pampered, all about me people in this country who hate to have their lifestyle hindered by such uncontrollable forces...while sitingt here on my deck, under an unmbrella, listening to classical music sipping on a hot coffee....yes hot...whatever...I'll try to list the requirements needed to enroll in such a select group...then again...its too hot...too much effort required....too much this...too much that....and to make matters worse...coffee pots empty again....wtf?
And you'll be the Grand PooPah of it with all your crying about not getting to ride due to sn😯w, sand, wet leaves, etc.,etc.etc. from mid Dec. thru early March.
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I rode yesterday, all of 15 miles, down into the much-warmer Hudson Valley to drop "Flicker" off at the shop.
It was 88 degrees with 70+ percent humidity. Holy shite, it was a rough day to be sporting All The Gear.
I carried sandals on my bike, and had on shorts and a t-shirt under All The Gear. Once my business had been conducted, I basically stripped down in the middle of the sales floor. Had a *much* cooler and more comfortable ride back home in Mike's air-conditioned Subaru.