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Originally Posted by neebelung
Well while it's not THAT cold here, it is friggin cold as hell.... Holy shit.... Put on the leather and the gauntlets this morning and headed out. 20 miles to the meet spot, by which point, I couldn't feel my fingertips (I could find neither my liner for my leather jacket, nor my silk glove liners this morning). Rode a ways out, stopped for lunch, and then half of us split off and came home rather than heading farther south into the forest. Still managed some 220 miles today, but DAYUM I'm still cold!!
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It was 62 here, but I still wore long johns under my leather pants. Hippo hands for warm hands and the win. Coming down Lookout Mountain, I passed a red, or should I say, scarlet 2004 R1 going up. We passed on a blind corner, but in that tenth of a second I recognized the bike and rider. No other bike like it. We both nodded as we've passed each other before. Only bad thing is he doesn't wear a helmet. And he's very fast. I tried to catch up to him going uphill once, but couldn't.