bike romance
All that romance yesterday about simple bikes made me want to show you all this short video today….
Rubber side down.
All that romance yesterday about simple bikes made me want to show you all this short video today….
Rubber side down.
January 17, middle of Ohio, Interstate 71, 11:37 P.M.Gas light comes on. I’ve been monitoring my fuel consumption trying to hurry home. There is an ice storm blowing in from the northeast and I’m trying to beat it before the roads get slick. The freezing rain is pelting my helmet, I can feel the temperature dropping as I ride into the dark. I pulled off into a gas station at an exit that was situated in the middle of open fields and wind. As I’m pumping gas a man approaches me. He is wearing full Carhart gear. He asks me if it’s cold out. I’m shocked because he is clearly dressed for the cold. I get it though, nobody knows how to start a conversation with the motorcyclist in the middle of January in the early stages of an ice storm. More than likely he is thinking to himself; “What an idiot.” His obvious question must be somehow a test of my mental stability.