I rode my Majesty to work the other day. (Sunday morning) It was 26 degrees when I left the house, and as I've stated work is 80 miles away. The ride went off without incident, and I parked in the parking lot and went on into the plant.
Realizing I had forgotten something I went back to the parking lot, just as one of the "Harley-Guys" pulled up in his automobile. He rolled the window down and laughed, and said "I'll bet it was cold riding in this morning."
I said, "It wasn't too bad, until the last 15-20 miles or so."
He looked at me like I was from Mars. "How far away do you live?"
I replied "Oh, about 80 miles or so. Maybe a bit less."
His jaw dropped. "You rode that thing EIGHTY miles this morning?"
"Yep. Nothing to it."
He rolled his window back up and stayed in the car until I left.
Realizing I had forgotten something I went back to the parking lot, just as one of the "Harley-Guys" pulled up in his automobile. He rolled the window down and laughed, and said "I'll bet it was cold riding in this morning."
I said, "It wasn't too bad, until the last 15-20 miles or so."
He looked at me like I was from Mars. "How far away do you live?"
I replied "Oh, about 80 miles or so. Maybe a bit less."
His jaw dropped. "You rode that thing EIGHTY miles this morning?"
"Yep. Nothing to it."
He rolled his window back up and stayed in the car until I left.