No fancy leather chaps, insulated boots, electric heated clothing, or much of anything actually. I haven t even saved up enough money for a good motorcycle jacket. I spent it all on the new bike. Instead, I'm in jeans, two long johns, buncha shirts, two jackets not designed for motorcycling, and I have never been so cold in all my life. The time frame of the ride is my own personal war.
Logic is irrelevant.
We humans love a challenge. Sure sounds like a good reason, oh, and don't forget the woman. All this for a woman. Imagine my relief when I finally crested over a hill and began descending into the lights of Las Cruces, New Mexico. I d made it, only a few more miles now.