Inevitability

The weather reports made no bones about it; we were getting hit, and hit hard. An expected 12-14 inches by morning, some residual accumulation tomorrow (maybe another couple of inches), and then another big storm coming on Sunday. Looks like I've dodged the bullet for the last time this month.

Took off from work early, got the fridge stocked up with food and beer and should be able to lie low for the weekend. Grabbed the plow stakes and lined the driveway. Brought in a ton of wood and got the stove fired up.

Brother Bill moved his bike down to the cellar and I was about to do the same. I rolled it out to the driveway and fired it up, and then it hit me; I should probably check to make sure the fairing would fit through the door. Damn - short by a whopping 4 inches. That's one wide-assed fairing! Looks like my baby is going to spend the winter in the garage. Oh well, at least it'll have a nice view of the winter goings-on, rather than stuck down in the cellar.

I still took advantage of the situation and spent a few minutes tooling the bike around the driveway. Each time I got to the end by the street, if there was a car going by, the driver would look at me kinda funny. What the hell is this retard doing on a bike in this weather? :-D

But alas, my poor bike is on stand-by as we both watch through the windows as winter officially descends upon us. We're waiting for a heavy rain to come and wash our troubles away.

So until that time arrives, I'll be dreaming of...

Riding Hard, Taking Chances