Unless you've ridden a bike in extreme weather and had to dress for it, you probably won't completely appreciate my thankfulness for the toll booth guy on Interstate 39 this morn. It is a real pain to get dressed for a cold windy rain, not only do you need to be warm, but also waterproof. I have gloves and then over-gloves for waterproofing. It takes me five minutes to get my gloves on ... ... Stopped at toll booth. Gotta pay. My fingers don't manipulate zippers, pockets and money well in cold with double gloves. The looked at me and I just said through my helmet, "there's a five in that pocket (on my left sleeve) if you can get it." He smiled, unzipped the pocket, got the five, made change and folded it neatly and put it back in my pocket and zipped it shut. Thanks dude.
I then continued riding and in five miles was in this incredible windy driving rain storm with hail and sleet and thunder and lightning, wow! In the midst of that, two other bikers on similar bikes to mine passed me, looked back with smiling eyes and flashed the hang ten sign to me and rode on. I knew then I was in a new club ... The your insane and should be committed club, charter member. I love it.
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