Because the local township couldn’t wait to get out their winter salting toys
Riding out of necessity in cold weather - how I remember doing that when I was an early 20-somthing attending college, wearing crappy, cheap cold weather gear to boot, an open face helmet, and not having heated grips (I was riding a dual sport Honda 250). What was I going to do though? My cycle was my only set of wheels, I lived at least a mile off-campus from school, and I sure didn't want to be a slave to bus schedules. As a reult of that experience, I actually tell people that " the days of having to freeze on a motorcycle because it's my only set of wheels, are over!"I know exactly where you are coming from. I remember vividly my trips to home from Brize and Lyneham at 3am early stack riding the 100 miles home when temperatures could be as low as -6 Celsius across Salibury Plain. Riding for necessity can be painful, thankfully 'riding for pleasure' these days are exactly what it states, nevertheless there are some extremely pleasurable Winter days where we live.
Yeah I forgot about that. And I bet like my grandma's second husband (who drove plows for the county in the winter), they probably looked forward to all of that ridiculously high overtime pay they got (I remember Felix coming late to the family Thanksgiving dinner, and crowing about all of the mega overtime pay he'd just earned for plowing during a light snow storm).Because the local township couldn’t wait to get out their winter salting toys