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Beemer Stats:
238 Miles
43 MPH Ave.
45 MPG Ave
Gypsy Stats:
225.8 Miles
9 Hr 37 Min Elapsed Time
5 Hr 56 Min Riding Time
38 MPH Ave
What a beautiful late autumn morning in SE Pennsylvania. I got up early to run hot water over my back before going out to ride motorcycles around in subfreezing weather (we do this because....?) and found Jupiter brilliant in the eastern sky as the morning star thru the bathroom window. Hello World. Does it get any better than this? Let's go RIDE!
I put on the LD Comfort long johns as base layer. The outdoor thermometer read 28 degrees but I figured it would warm up over the course of the day, so I didn't put on on the thinsulate lined jeans, just the sweat pants between the base layer and the riding suit. For top layer, I wore my $10,000 Tee shirt (not to worry, it came with a free motorcycle) over the LD long sleeves, then the Gerbing electric jacket, riding suit with liner, and light blue Frogg Toggs as an extra wind break. I always feel like I'm wearing my pajamas when I put on the Frogg Toggs. I don't know why, probably the color. I need to get a new set in black.
I mounted up, plugged in, and headed out around 7:00 am with the rising sun just lighting the tips of the trees. The thermometer said 28 and meant it. The electric jacket was toasty but the sweat pants were not enough. My legs were chilly. Next time, I figure the thinsulate and flannel lined jeans come out whenever the temp is below about 45.
We are into late November in PA so most of the leaves are on the ground, with just a few die hard yellow Norway maples holding out and the occasional decorative shrub providing a splash of bright red against the grays and browns of the landscape. The corn and beans are pretty much in, leaving stubble in the fields.
I stopped to gas up at the Redners Quick Stop. Usually, I go in for a quick cup of coffee at this point, but today I was so bundled with layers that I didn't think it was worth the trouble of getting out of the riding gear then bundling up again. I could have just gone in with my gear on but I was wearing the balaclava tucked in to all of the layers of jacket and didn't want to be mistaken for a terrorist by the counter clerk.
We didn't dawdle over breakfast and were soon headed south
The sky was variable, dark gray overcast threatening as we came out from breakfast, blowing over to bright sun an hour later when we stopped by the lake.
On to Elk Neck State Park!
Back north across the Chester Co. horse country got us home just as the sun was setting. Well, that's how many daylight hours there are in a day this time of year.