Thank you Paul. When the wind gets to the skin it can be a miserable ride in cold weather.

Seeing the foilage this time of year is therapeutic for me as well. It reminds me of the cycle of life and that I’m part of it.

It certainly is beautiful here this time of year. The change happens so fast that it’s easy to miss if I’m caught up in something else. I’ll be going out again tomorrow just to witness the world.

Cold hands and feet are the worst. I’ve had frostbite in my hands and they get cold fast. I’ve been using heated gloves, grips, and handlebar muffs on the Vespa for years. They keep my hands nice and warm. My feet are a different story. Neuropathy makes using anything electric on the feet risky. And Chilblains (or Pernio) can cause problems if I’m not careful. More things to manage in cold weather. And in part responsible for me not pushing my limits anymore in winter.

Thanks for the kind words about the photography. I’m always trying to find ways to bring how I feel at a place into what the photo looks like. A never ending puzzle.

Only a serious rider uproots their home and moves across the country to be able to ride more. That decision more than 50 years ago has given you many opportunities to embrace a fine riding life. I’ve only been to California once, and that was before I was riding, but my memories of the roads north and south of San Francisco seem to call for adventure.

I’m glad you find some reminders of rides from years ago. Our memories are priceless things.

Snow and ice used to feel like a challenge calling to me. Thankfully those days are behind me. I think they are anyway. Winter is on the way and I don’t like hibernating. But what’s an old man to do??

I hope you find some more time in the saddle before the sadness of winter descends…

I enjoy a ride in the country with my wife this time of year. We’ve already done some apple and pumpkin shopping. This weekend may become another such trip. Mornings are mine though and I try and get out every day for a ride of some sort. Home by 12:30 and all is good.

Autumn is my favorite season as well. And I’ve been riding through winter for a long time now. My tolerance, and willingness, to ride in the cold has tempered. Anything above 30F seems still tolerable. Time will tell.

In the meantime, Oregon is not bad either, but outside of the cities the hillsides and mountains are primarily covered with greens and yellows. Miss those fiery oranges and reds you get back east.

As I age it’s more of a challenge to keep warm during the non-summer rides. That darn Renauds numbs my fingers even in the 50s with the grip heaters on high. Heated gloves are probably the next step.

I’ve loved photography for quite a while now, and Steve, you truly have an eye for it. excellent, expressive work.

Central Pennsylvania has beautiful landscapes and this time of year are especially dazzling. I was riding this morning and can hardly believe what I see.