I second that thought.

Riding alone at night doesn’t bother me. The animals lurking does. I generally travel pretty slowly at night and am not traversing great distances. Don’t want to have to ride fast — above 35mph at night for the reasons that concern you.

I also feel my willingness to adventure and embrace risk declining as I enter my own golden, or silver years…

Retirement has definitely freed me from a need to get to bed. I fade away any time from 10pm to 5am depending on what I’m doing. It’s nice to not be so enslaved to the clock.

I see other riders from time to time through the winter. Only one I know rides year round. Saw her once at Kissell’s getting Heidenau snow tires put on her GTS.

There are a few other winter riders — riding when the roads are clear and no snow or extreme cold. But I’m pretty much alone when it really is “winter.”

A seasonal fountain of youth — what a great idea. That’s exactly the case. The shift from cold to warm is just amazing. At least for awhile until the summer heat overwhelms it.

I pretend that’s not true Richard.

The older I get
The colder I get.

Your experience of the night mirrors my own Jim. I’m particularly surprised all the time at the intensity of the night smells and fragrances. Amazing time. And never experienced in the car. You need to be riding.

Night vision. I am seeing the same challenges. Eye doctor told me it’s typical for guys my age. I miss that clear night vision of youth.

Glad to help Floyd. These balmy evenings are intoxicating. Last night I saw the moon rising over the mountains. Great to be outside.

It’s too hot down there. Plus you’re not at the top of the food chain. Alligators. Monitor lizards. Sharks. Pythons. I’ll stay here with the rare rogue black bear.