johny9r wrote:Rains are mounted, enjoy
You're nuts, pal.
I rode almost 70 miles in a effin BLIZZARD on a KZ750. Started out as a beautiful sunny day in early April, and being a bit stir crazy from being off the bike since early December, I decided it would be fun to take a spin down the back roads. I was having a blast after a long winter, and like the young fool I was, just kept going until I eventually ended up at my grandmother's place in Digby. Where the wind suddenly shifted, the temperature started dropping, and then the goddam snowflakes. I had to work the next day, and figured I could beat the storm if I kept the hammer down, but after about 20 minutes of flurries I was in a full blown blizzard. Slippery as hell, and I could barely touch the throttle without going sideways. The cars were going even slower than myself, and after almost getting run over trying to pass the usual way ( When I gave it the gas to make the pass, it actually slowed down from spinning and the car almost rear-ended me) I started passing them on the shoulder where the tires could get some grip on the gravel. Dunno how many times I was sure I was going down, but somehow flailed around enough to save it
I finally got home after more than two hours, and after almost dumping it going down our steep driveway, I managed to pry my frozen hands off the bars and got a hot bath going to thaw myself out. It seemed like hours before I finally stopped shivering. I could hardly move the next morning, and was sore for almost a week from being so tensed up for so long. Felt like I'd been beaten up.
After that, the only riding I'd do if there was any chance of snow was on my motocrossers. With studded (hex-head sheet metal screws)tires.
Any fool can slaughter a 600 lb Holstein steer with a gun. I did it with a KZ 750