The bike and I got out this year on March 31st, later than I hoped but earlier than most. As is tradition, I looked at the calendar and it has been 143 days since my last ride in November. Riding in December sometimes happens but after my last ride on November 8th, we had a snow storm then another.
Like tradition dictates, I spent about 3 hours on Rosie Red traversing our back roads and stopping to look at turkey and ducks and other birds and admiring the rock walls that are now appearing along these forgotten roads.