Another one in the books.
I opted to ride this morning instead of the early afternoon because I plan to have my backside firmly planted in my recliner for the Packers/Kittens game this evening.
So, 18F this morning when I went out to the garage.
And dressed accordingly in sixties Swedish Army Winter Motorcycle duds.
Ural fired right up. The new jetting is the catsass. It actually accelerates uphill in 4th now.
The usual coffee stop.
So, 45 miles ridden and it had just hit 29F by the time I rolled back to Chez Fromage. And the big secret to using the heated grips is to 'Turn Them Up'. My only previous experience with heated grips was on my Moms' Skidoo back in the early nineties. Back then, there were only three settings. 'Off', Cold', and 'It Burns'. Now, it's 'Off', 'Kinda Warm', 'Closer', Almost There', and 'That's A Nice'. Now, if my feet would just warm up.
