Nothing special here, I'm simply in that "just back from a nice little ride" mood. It's sunny here and 25 this morning.
I was just a tad chilly in my Drystar gloves, standard riding gear, and no neck gaiter. I can walk to work in about 20 minutes, but this morning it took me 30 minutes to get there on the SV. ;D I took a little detour over to the Mississippi River and rode the empty, curvy, nearly-no-intersections, West River Road in and out of the river bottoms along the east edge of downtown, heading south with the sun on my face, taking it nice and easy due to a little bit of sand here and there. I then turned away from the river at the south edge and headed through downtown to work, which was back on the other side. Minneapolis' downtown grid is angled, so despite the tall buildings, the street was well lit all the way back. At one point, a 40-something guy going the other direction in a shiny black Supra made a couple of quick honks and a big thumbs up as he went by at a pace slow enough to smile, gesticulate, and enjoy; I had my hand on the clutch at the time and made do with a good nod. At work, even though I was late enough for all of the free parking spots to be gone, I smiled as I found a sunny concrete island just across the isle from the CEO and walked inside, helmet in hand.
All in all it was what would be considered a mediocre ride when in mid-season but, after the weather we've had, it was a wonderful start to a work day. That's my ramble for the morning.
I was just a tad chilly in my Drystar gloves, standard riding gear, and no neck gaiter. I can walk to work in about 20 minutes, but this morning it took me 30 minutes to get there on the SV. ;D I took a little detour over to the Mississippi River and rode the empty, curvy, nearly-no-intersections, West River Road in and out of the river bottoms along the east edge of downtown, heading south with the sun on my face, taking it nice and easy due to a little bit of sand here and there. I then turned away from the river at the south edge and headed through downtown to work, which was back on the other side. Minneapolis' downtown grid is angled, so despite the tall buildings, the street was well lit all the way back. At one point, a 40-something guy going the other direction in a shiny black Supra made a couple of quick honks and a big thumbs up as he went by at a pace slow enough to smile, gesticulate, and enjoy; I had my hand on the clutch at the time and made do with a good nod. At work, even though I was late enough for all of the free parking spots to be gone, I smiled as I found a sunny concrete island just across the isle from the CEO and walked inside, helmet in hand.
All in all it was what would be considered a mediocre ride when in mid-season but, after the weather we've had, it was a wonderful start to a work day. That's my ramble for the morning.