A sunny departure yesterday morning toward a black sky delivered a sudden snow squall. I’m thankful that I was there on the Vespa, able to ride through the snow, and find my way safely to work.
In minutes the air became white with snow and sleet and just as fast the event swept by leaving a dusting of snow to ride through. Lovely in appearance and thankfully leaving enough traction to not be much of a safety issue.
Winter rides to work are usually exactly what I think they’ll be. This one was different because I misjudged the forecast which noted “a chance of a passing snow shower.” I’m thankful it did not exceed my riding skill or ability.
It was colder and darker during the ride home from work. I was thankful though that it was free of snow. If I made a list of the things for which I was thankful yesterday, it would be long.
To say I’ve had enough of the cold weather would be an understatement. The preparation to ride in this weather has seemed overly daunting this year and the rides themselves flush with physical challenge to a level not experienced in previous winters. Age, health, attitude — perhaps all have a role in the changing nature of my winter riding life.
But even with the added burdens, I’m thankful to be able to ride through the world on the Vespa — even if it means dealing with a little snow on a cold day.