I finally took Sam out for a ride. I'd probably have done it sooner, but I was too lazy to gear up, get out of the garage AND go get gas all before getting in a nice ride. This would be my magical "the tank is always full and ready to go" fantasy.
However, once that chore was done and I had my 4 gallons of fossil fuel sloshing happily around the tank, I was inspired to take a little ride. I had forgotten that gasing up a bike is never simply a quick trip to the station.
|Sam I am|
It really was a great day to be outdoors. Where it was sunny, it was warm, and mostly it was sunny. Towards the end of the ride I lost the sunshine and gained a distinct chill to the air. Enough so that I cut my ride short and headed toward home. Short, only about 48 miles, but nice. Nice to be back on the Ninja even if only for the afternoon.
|Away from the sun and into the gloom|