Preliminaries. Making ready. Husbanding ones resources. Getting into harness. Ugh.
Buckling on the armor in cold weather is a chore. No way around it. On Sunday morning the thermometer pointed to 14 degrees Fahrenheit. Out came the long underwear, wool socks, sweater, windproof jacket, jacket liner, wires for electric gloves, winter riding jacket, winter riding overpants, boots, balaclava, full helmet. By the time I have all this on I'm tired and ready for a nap.
If you want to ride in cold weather, all mechanical and riding considerations aside, the need to shield flesh and bone is considerable. Especially without windshield, heated grips or hand guards. Yet over and over I find myself on the road, attired like Randy (a tick ready to pop) from a Christmas Story.
I didn't feel up to taking the camera along so I made a series of pictures with the iPhone and processed them with the Instagram app using the Early Bird filter. Click on the image to see a version large enough to see the individual images -- the frost covered vehicles in the driveway, the Christmas wreath in the window of Saint's Cafe, in State College, Pennsylvania. Just another cold, Sunday morning ride on the Vespa.
And as much as I grumble getting ready I am so glad to be on the road...