After two failed attempts, John and I were able to put in a ride and have coffee together. Best part was the couple of hours of discussions. Part of it was of course health issues (both of us are getting old) but the more interesting discussions were around politics in the USA and other countries across the world.

Honda Rebel and a Honda Goldwing.

Then I rode back 🙂

… this was the first time I saw an actual train crossing thru downtown.

… if not the coldest. The return was in 42 degrees. I was suitably layered up – except for the palms. Even two layers of gloves could do nothing to prevent my fingers from nearly freezing out.