This week has been a week of weather for me. Starting last Sunday, I was returning from an overnight trip to Oklahoma to fight the wind sweepin' down the plains. Keeping the jacket zipped up was a must.
Monday was a situation that I didn't have any other but to take the scooter to work, in the heaviest downpour I've ridden in yet. With the gear, I stayed fairly dry, but I did end up with Wet Socks. (Ha, personal joke, that's the name of my fish blog.) The heavy rain isn't as difficult as winds over 25mph.
Tuesday was FOG. Heavy, unrelenting, fog. Fog is now my least favorite riding condition. I had to wipe my faceshield literally every 30 seconds. Visibility is reduced anyway and there were several drivers with no headlights. I'm really considering becoming a traffic cop.
Speaking of, I saw several bikes yesterday running maneuvers through a huge cone track. I rode up to ask what was going on, and it was the Sheriff's office training motorcycle cops.
At least twice a week, a stranger will approach me and say "We'll all be riding those this time next year!" I smile, answer their questions and point them to Vespa of the Ozarks.
The photo is motorcycle parking at the world's largest company. The BMW bike in front of mine has a cool sticker - One Less Car.
Word.
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