It’s obvious now why I post so little during the summer. I’ve grown intolerant of the heat.
Riding into town the other day with the temperature just above 90F, grumbling at the hot air pouring through my mesh riding jacket, visor up to let the wind blast away the hot air from heat-stressed lungs with little success, I was just miserable.
And as much as I love riding, there’s something sinister about midday heat that leaves me cold.
So imagine my thrill in the morning when I see the sun hidden by fog and a chance to escape the relentless heat with a little ride.
Standing at the end of the driveway it was apparent that any respite would require a gain in altitude if I wanted to get lost in a mysterious world. And that would mean riding up into Rothrock State Forest and gravel roads. Vespa riding on gravel brings it’s own special challenges.Continue Reading