The day dawned
cold
and snowy, barely fit even for a dedicated snow
dog. The
temperature was 0 degrees when we got up, but slowly
inched toward a
balmy 12 degrees by 3:00 p.m. What wind there
was blew in all
directions at once, more or less canceling itself in a
display of calm
rarely
found in Kansas. |
Voni said that
all
she wanted for her birthday was to go for a
ride. The temperature
and snow were of little consequence to
her. So......
Paul hooked
the battery charger to her F650 to warm the battery
and give it a
fighting chance to start. It didn't. Not
ones to let 37
inch handelbars and a 32 inch door stand in the way of
progress, we
maneuvered the
bike into the dining room to warm up. A hair
dryer blowing on the
carburetors and head sped the warming process
along. Once the
engine was
a bit warmer than a block of ice, the bike started
right up! |
Voni
blazing
the trail in the snow! |
Paul
had
to test the traction too! |
Back in the
garage,
the F650 looked a little snowy, but none the worse for
wear! |
Through it all,
Sarge kept a watchful, if somewhat wary eye on the
goings on. He wasn't at all sure that any of this made any sense at all! Neither are we! |