Still, I had been (as suggested by RichardM on Facebook) feeling slight withdrawal symptoms from no riding.
Prescription: Snow Riding. Mother Nature obliged by dumping about 1-2 inches of snow on the metro Denver area yesterday afternoon and overnight. We woke to this thin blanket of snow and lots of ice this morning.
Traction conditions were marginal at best in the neighborhood roads as it seemed Scarlett and I were riding on a sheet of ice until we got to the main roads. The temperature was 22ºF (-5.5 ºC) and it did feel a bit "brisk" at first.
There was practically no traffic as we motored along mostly icy slush covered main roads until we reached the suburb neighborhoods south of the junction of Smoky Hill Road and Inspiration Drive.
The weather forecast for today was for mostly cloudy conditions and as you can see below, they were right on the money in terms of cloud coverage.
As I was riding about, enjoying the cold crisp air and solitary road conditions, there might have been a song on my lips as I watched the morning light grow brighter and one could get a good look at distant Pikes Peak:
Heading south on Inspiration Drive, we found ourselves once again posting Scarlett in the recently discovered "cul de sac" where once had been part of Inspiration Drive itself.
We stopped while close to the Saddlerock Golf Course for this view of Mount Evans.
6 comments:
-5C was the lowest temperature I have ever ridden in back in Calgary. Besides being fairly cold, I wasn't impressed with the lack of traction of the rubber... still, it was worth the experience. Meanwhile in the Black Forest... spring-like temps in December.
thanks for your comments SonjaM....I hope the springlike temperatures mean more great scenery pics?
Glad you found the appropriate cure for your addiction...
RichardM, this particular addiction must be catered to!
Great pictures. Do you get a little grumpy when you can't ride or maybe just a little twitchy in the right wrist?
Thanks Trobairitz....symptoms include:
any motorcycling-related imagery.....immediate lock on and interest. ended up buying a six pack of beer called "Satan's Pony" solely due to the label of a motorcycle rider.
begrudging riding in warm automobiles to destinations....thinking I should have ridden the rig to NoVA or at least trailered it.
luckily, there was the puppy providing endless distractions in terms of attempts to bite one of my legs....and I've the ripped pants to prove it.
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