Every year, the anxiety sets in. When will I be able to get the motorcycle out for that first ride of the year. Many years, I have been fortunate to actually do the first ride on the first day of the year. But, not this year.
As I sat in my office, between tasks, I looked at the weather bug on my computer. It read 51 degrees. The blue sky clearly visible from my office window beckoned, and without hesitation, I headed for the other room for my riding jacket and helmet. Boots came out of the closet.
I rolled the bike out of the garage. It fired up on the first crank of the engine after sitting for three or maybe four weeks. As it warmed, I took a quick self portrait to document the moment.
Trust me. It was all smiles for the next hour or so.
See you on the highway.