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Image courtesy of Rose

Yesterday, the temperature hit 94 degrees here in Albany.  According to Channel 10 New’s Steve Caporizzo, we tied 1994 for the record temp on this day in history.  It was pretty warm for upstate New York in spring.

Every Wednesday, we ride with a meetup group called No Destinations.  Yesterday was no different, but it was a little bizarre.  We put on the gear (yes the jackets, boots, full face helmet and gloves) and set off on this adventure.  It was to be different that most days.  We usually leave here around 4:30 so we don’t get stuck in rush hour traffic on the Northway.  Sure, we get to the ride about an hour and a half early, but it beats sitting in traffic for an hour or two.

We left a little later than usual, probably around 4:45 or so.  The Northway was already moving pretty slow, so we jumped off exit 6 and picked up Route 9.  That wasn’t much better.  We hit every light on 9, and it seemed those lights took forever to change.  We were roasting.  I needed gas in the bike, so I pulled into the Hess in Halfmoon.  I got off the bike and Rose noticed a sign on the door that the air conditioning died, so they closed early.  The sign also said that the pumps were still on for credit card users.

Great!  I spin around to the pump and look at where the numbers should be, and there are none.  What the ?  I guess we wont be getting gas there.  As we rode up the street, we noticed a bunch of stoplights were out.  Not flashing, but out.  If you live in the area and know Clifton Park drivers, you will understand why that scared the hell outta me!

We headed up to Malta and grabbed some gas, then headed back to the Mill to wait for others to show up.  As we were heading up for gas, I saw the tire marks where my friend was riding and a van did a u-turn in front of him.  It was pretty eerie.  Word on the street is that he is coming home from the hospital tomorrow.  Fingers crossed.

Back at the Mill, about 25 riders braved the heat for the ride.  We did a nice ride up to Saratoga.  We stopped at the Horseshoe Inn Grill & Bar.  It was a really nice place, just across from the Saratoga racetrack.  While we were there, I got a text from the Weather Service telling me a thunderstorm watch was in effect for the area.  I pulled up the Weather Channel on my phone and the radar showed the storm North and West of us.  Nothing to worry about right now.

When we got back to the Mill, the club had some meatloaf and mashed potatoes waiting for us.  We ate dinner and had birthday cake for our good friend Murph.  There was a sign up sheet for us to volunteer to help our friend that was in the accident, as he wont be able to do these chores for a while.  People signed up to mow the lawn, help with the pool and cook food.  That is why I love this group so much.  The list filled up quickly and people were more than willing to jump right in and help out a member who fell on hard times.  It’s like a great big family.  I am honored to be a part of it.

It was getting kind of late and it had been thundering and lightning to the north of us, so we decided to head home.  As I turned the key on to start the bike, I noticed this fine mist in front of the head light.  I took my glove off and felt for rain.  It wasn’t rain.  We got on the road and it was coming down almost like fine snow.  I joked to Rose through our communications device about volcanic ash.  It was really weird.  I chalked it up to being pollen blowing out of the trees because it was very windy.

Heading down the Northway, the lightning show was amazing!  I could tell that we were heading for some rain though.  Around Exit 8, it started to downpour.  At 70 miles per hour, the rain felt like needles on my skin.  It was crazy, but I loved every minute of it.  It was a great day.

See ya soon!

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On Friday I finally got Rose to take her first ride of the season with me.  I had been a few times already this year, but she hadn’t.  I don’t really mind the cold when riding the bike, but she is much more of a warm-blooded creature.

I got the Yamaha out and we got our gear together.  We are big fans of being safe when on the bike.  There is a term in the motorcycle world called “ATGATT”, which means “All The Gear, All The Time”.  This means that whenever we go out on the bike, we will wear a jacket with armor, a full face helmet, gloves and over the ankle boots.  No exceptions.

Rose had asked that we went to the Ocean State Job Lot in Valatie, as she was looking for something in particular.  I put the tour trunk on the back of the bike so we would have extra room to carry any small things we might buy.

We got on the road and on 90 just past the Corporate Woods exit we saw a Toyota Camry with a very funny vanity plate on it.  When I spotted it, I pointed it out to Rose.  The lady driving the Camry saw me pointing to it and gave me the thumbs up.  Rose had the small point and shoot camera and grabbed this shot…

PEDLSTUK

As we passed her, I gave her a wave and a smile.  That lady has a great sense of humor.  It’s good to see that some people don’t just freak out and give up on a good company.

We continued out 90 to exit 11A towards Pittsfield.  In Schodack, we took Route 9 down towards Valatie.  When we pulled into the Ocean State Job Lot parking lot, I noticed that the outside air temperature was 72 degrees.  So, we grabbed a picture of that as well.

We had no plans for the day, so we continued down Route 9 through Hudson where we picked up Route 23 across the Rip Van Winkle Bridge.  After the bridge, we hung a left and went down to the town of Catskill for some lunch.  We had been to a great cafe down there called MOD previously, and were hoping to eat there but they closed at 3 and we got there around 3:30.  Bummer.  So, we found a little pizza joint and grabbed an Italian Mix and a slice to refuel.

It was getting late, so we decided to take the highway home to make the trip a little quicker, as coming home on 9W would have taken close to an hour and a half.  So, we shot down to Saugerties and hopped on 87 for the ride home.  I don’t like being on the highways with the bike, as it is very boring.  I would rather be on the back roads eating up the twisties and having a blast.  This time of year it gets cold quickly after dark, so for Rose’s sake, I took the quick route.

Speaking of twisties, Rose was taking pics while I was going thru some twisties and here’s what she got…

A left-hander

A left-hander

A right-hander leaned way over

A right-hander leaned way over

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**Today’s photos are courtesy of Rose**

My Harley

My Harley

Yesterday, this large bright thing appeared in the sky.  What was it you ask?  Well, it was the sun.  I sort of forgot what it looked like.  It’s been so gloomy for so long that I almost didn’t remember that warmth and the happiness that comes with it.  It’s like a natural high.

I was milling around the house for a bit and then I decided to go fire up the bikes to make sure the batteries had lasted through the winter.  I keep them on Battery Tenders that keep them on a trickle charge, but sometimes they still fail.  I moved everything out of the way and rolled them out of the garage and fired each one up.  They both started with no problem.  I let them run for a little bit to make sure everything seemed OK.  I was about to put them away, when I decided to take the Harley out for a spin.

I grabbed my helmet, gloves and jacket and off I went.  What a rush.  It’s like a little dose of therapy.  The sounds of the engine and the freedom of riding with no windows or doors is amazing.  There isn’t much that tops that feeling.  I only took a short ride, as there is still way too much salt and gravel on the roads, so riding isn’t all that safe.  Soon enough, it will be spring and much more riding will be done.  Until then…