Just took this after what is most likely my last ride of the year.
Some spots of ice where the highway was in shadows, but mostly good.
It was cool to ride along beside frozen lakes, and briefly the harbor in Camden.
I rode under the Mountain that inspired Edna St. vincent Millay to write "I turned and looked the other way and saw three islands in a bay"
But most of all I am frozen after a two hour ride.


Barely visable in the back is the bike I rode today,
my very small trainer that I think I am done with.
The yellow bike is my son's honda moped.
Next is my suzuki that I hope to be on in the spring,
I built it from the frame up.
The frame and engine in the front are from a 1961 mobylette moped I am building for my wife. A good day so far.

Oh i hate those " last rides of the yr "

i wanna be that 1%

Mach said:

It is fear of ice more than the cold that is shutting me down.
Besides, I need to get off that "learner", It has a top speed of 60 if it's going downhill with a wind to my back.
the suzuki is a 1971 two stroke that was ferocious in it's day
(I have a hardtail ironhead sportster started in my mind, I just need world enough and time, not to mention $)

And I think theres more to that 1% than just cold
some of it good some bad

irresistibleb1tch said:

My wife still has a scar on her calf from about the same age.

The hot pipe should be one of the first things told to a passanger

paintsprayer said:

i don't think he was too concerned about my safety...

irresistibleb1tch said:

That sounds creepy

paintsprayer said:

not to worry, just some youthful indiscretions.

irresistibleb1tch said:

I had my share of those, usually brought on by that bottle your holding up

paintsprayer said: