So, unlike a lot of Bikers, you ride all year...

You and your brothers (and sisters) bundle up (or plug in) hit the roads for points unknown. Cold or warm you are one with your sled.

 You spend a few hours cruising the back roads, then stop for some food, heat, and maybe a couple drinks. There is nothing better, The tavern has been there for years, their specialty is garage steaks, maybe wings, perhaps BBQ, it really doesn't matter. For you it is the road, the company, a meal and a drink.

But, no matter how much you enjoy the company and the wood fire heat, your ride beckons. 


Your throw your gear back on, the chaps, the sweatshirt or hood, the jacket liner, the jacket, the gloves, and balaclava and you head out the door to the parking lot. 

There is only a 125 miles to go to get home again, a short hop by any standards, and you look forward  to it.....

Did you bring that snow brush?...