Dancing on ice and other news from the North Cascades

I’ve been riding about an hour. First merciless fog, and now the cold. I’m looking at the FJR’s temp gauge and it’s saying 34 degrees. I’ve got the Gerbings pumping but didn’t put on the electric socks. I have to pee. I’m thinking, “What the @#$ am I doing. Go home!” And then I thought, … [Read more…]