First Ride To Work For 2015

Motorcycles In The Hills

Lots of good riding this week.

I guess they’ve gotten pounded out East but here in Colorado we’ve had some gorgeous, warm weather. Of course I had to ride to work on Tuesday.

There was no way I was going out without my electric vest, and was glad for that in the morning. At first I thought I might regret not wearing my heated gloves but my fingers stayed warm enough.

As beautiful a day as it was you might have expected to see a lot of bikes out but I only noticed three, plus two motorcycle cops. Coming home I saw six.

One of the best things of all was that nobody tried to kill me. That doesn’t mean I didn’t encounter stupid drivers. On the way in I was cruising along when a woman decided to change into my lane, which was the left lane. Of course then she didn’t go one bit faster than she had been going in the right-hand lane. Each time we approached a green traffic light she would–with no cars closer in front of her than 150 feet–hit her brakes. And I watched as the cars in front of her got further and further ahead and we missed green lights we should have made. Arrrgh!

Coming home it was warm enough I didn’t turn on the vest. Such a nice day in January!

At one point I came upon a piece of carpet lying in the road, and I thought about stories I’ve heard of guys on bikes going over something like that and having it go flying out under their wheels, kind of like riding on ice. I swerved around that.

And then there was the evening commute idiot–almost the same kind of thing as the morning idiot.

In this case, though, the guy in the right lane had his left turn signal on and so I gave him plenty of room to move over. But he didn’t. After giving way more time than warranted I decided to shoot past him. No way was I going to pass him at an easy pace; sure as I started to do something like that he would have decided that now was the time to change lanes.

As soon as I got ahead of him he did change lanes. And slowed down. I watched him fade away in my mirror. It occurred to me that I was glad he didn’t pull over when I offered to let him because if he had I would now be the guy behind him cursing.

Why are some people so stupid?

So anyway, I was off work on Wednesday and had some errands to run so I did them on the Suzuki. A bit cooler, definitely more windy, but still a really nice day to ride in January. I love Colorado.

Biker Quote for Today

If I could fit them on my KLR, would I need to add auto-immune suppression meds to the tank with each fill up? (OK, I don’t quite get this one either but I still thought it was interesting.)

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