The One-Legged Man

While we’re on vacation, I’m rerunning some of my favourite blog posts. 

It was cold when we started out on our riding adventure.  Once you get moving on a motorcycle -3 degree conditions turn much chillier and the wind whips your face into a froth. My riding goggles proved woefully inadequate and tears poured from both eyes as the frigid air permeated several layers of clothing. …