Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 3:47 pm
Speaking of bad weather......
When I rode home from Vernon via the Coquihalla, the sunny start to my day turned bad after I left Kelowna.
The rain started and then the temperature dropped to near freezing levels.
By the time I got to Langley I was cold, tired and not entirely with it.....I stopped for some food and rest.....of course the sun had come out by then...
The other ride was similar....going to Princeton via Manning Park was fine....cool and gray with occasional sun.. but fine......
Heading back.....temperature dropped to freezing...rain was actually freezing rain.....ridng in that condition on a twisty mountain road makes for some nerve wracking riding. Then it got dark.
By the time we got back to the Fraser Valley and familiar roads, I broke all my rules....I was sick, worn out and needed desperately to get home....I think I pushed the speed up to 120 .....which is high for me.
The riders behind me were dawdling.....I kept thinking I wish they would quit sightseeing......
Finally the tailgunner who is know to like to ride fast, got tired of riding behind the other 2 and zoomed up in staggered position behind me and kept pace with me. It encouraged the other 2 to get a move on.
When I rode home from Vernon via the Coquihalla, the sunny start to my day turned bad after I left Kelowna.
The rain started and then the temperature dropped to near freezing levels.
By the time I got to Langley I was cold, tired and not entirely with it.....I stopped for some food and rest.....of course the sun had come out by then...
The other ride was similar....going to Princeton via Manning Park was fine....cool and gray with occasional sun.. but fine......
Heading back.....temperature dropped to freezing...rain was actually freezing rain.....ridng in that condition on a twisty mountain road makes for some nerve wracking riding. Then it got dark.
By the time we got back to the Fraser Valley and familiar roads, I broke all my rules....I was sick, worn out and needed desperately to get home....I think I pushed the speed up to 120 .....which is high for me.
The riders behind me were dawdling.....I kept thinking I wish they would quit sightseeing......
Finally the tailgunner who is know to like to ride fast, got tired of riding behind the other 2 and zoomed up in staggered position behind me and kept pace with me. It encouraged the other 2 to get a move on.