Yesterday was perfect in every way. We took advantage of the beautiful weather and went for a ride. Here's our route:
Of course, the map doesn't do it justice. Heck, even the pictures don't do it justice! It was the perfect temperature, the perfect scenery, and the perfect feeling of freedom from everything. There were bikers EVERYWHERE, of every variety. However, we didn't see a single V-strom (other than our own Wee), so I guess we're still unique in that regard...lol. We're also unique in that 90% of the other riders do not wear helmets...yikes!!! Are you kidding me? I'll be honest...if you don't wear a helmet then your brain must not be functioning at a level that is worth saving anyway. Because really folks, that's just insane.
Anyway, back to the good stuff. We were riding along, climbing some mountains, and started encountering a few patches of snow.
Apparently this car encountered a snow patch that was unconquerable:
Poor dudes never did get unstuck while we were there, and they had quite a bit of assistance! Some good samaritan ended up with a flat tire as a result of his efforts; he just changed the tire and went back to try and help some more! What a nice guy.
This is why we never take pictures of ourselves:
What a bunch of weirdos.
Some of the epic scenery:
Shortly after taking these photos, I managed to have a near-death experience. It was the one 'flaw' in our otherwise perfect day. We were riding along, minding our own business, when I felt a tickle on the back of my wrist. Knowing that I tend to be somewhat bug-paranoid, I tried to dismiss it as a product of my over-active imagination. Then I figured, just to be on the safe side, I should 'make room' for any potential winged hitchhikers to exit the premises. I stretched out my arm and kinda 'expanded' the space between the top of my wrist and my sleeve to allow this winged critter to escape...thinking all the while that there was really no winged critter and I was just indulging my irrational paranoia. Well imagine my horror when I glanced down at my wrist and saw a large, evil, malicious BEE emerging!!! FREAKY FRIDAY, FOLKS! Seriously, I have an irrational fear of bees. I can maintain control when I encounter pretty much anything...spiders, beetles, snakes, etc...I can deal with them. Mostly by making someone else deal with the actual problem while I leave the room but still, I'm in control and I don't freak out. But if it's a bee, it's over...I can't handle bees. And hello, I had one IN MY SLEEVE!!!! I'm pretty much freaking out just thinking about it. I can't believe it didn't sting me...holy cow. What a close call!!! I'll be in therapy all week but hey, no bee stings!
After surviving the near death experience and returning from a breathtaking ride, we really didn't want to call it a day. So we topped it off with a lovely Dusk at Daybreak adventure. How's that for an oxymoron...dusk at Daybreak?! Anyway, we thought it would be fun to take the tuggies and watch the sunset there. And then, since it was a full moon, we also watched the moonrise. It was beautiful. Absolutely perfect, in fact.
It's so unfortunate that such a beautiful day has to be followed by a Monday. Isn't it time for another weekend?!