Walked outside this morning only to feel the hair on my legs come to full attention! To some that might be a great feeling but I began to get depressed just knowing that my riding season is close to being over. I was doing OK with the thought of this being a cold 34 mile ride to work but our damn Blue Heeler sat inside the front door, would not even come outside and I swear he was shaking his head, don't do it! Well I went ahead anyways, pulled on an extra shirt and my leathers. I cranked up the bike, found a little Creed and off I went. As I reached the gas station I noticed that the temperature sign said TWEENTY-FOUR degrees, I actually stared at it for a few minutes possibly waiting for it to say just kidding but it never did! I fueled up and stroked out a very pleasent ride to work. Upon arriving at work I found that my finger tips were a little "purple" being a black man I always skip pink. The funny part of all this was after parking the bike and going inside only the have a number of inmates telling me I was CRAZY! The only reply I could pass on to them was Crazy Huh...I get to go home this evening....

 

Well Blue Heeler's are smarter than alot of folks Pops.

 

Pops, that's pretty damn cold. I would have needed several layers and heavy gloves!!

 

I miss the cold morning rides....now im in fla. Where its 80 in december. The coldest day i remember since living here has ben 1 or 2 days in the upper 30's...i love the brisk air

 

Too cold for me!! (I guess that's why I live in the South)

 

Yup, respect from me. I wouldn't ride at 24 degrees. Tough, buddy.

 

Dude, you are the oddest black man ever, live in Alaska, ride a Harley, and own a Blue Heeler. All of that, and you will skip pink.
Its a little to cold for me at 32 degrees.

 

You are a cold man there Pops , lol , both in the ride and what you
said to the inmates , Kudos to you Sir !!!! lol