Or at least an hour of it mid afternoon. I had turned down my insurance and put the bikes in the barn on chargers but it was too nice and coincidentally I just today received a pair of Dainese pants with a thermal liner from an inmate here and decided to try them out. I live in farmland so lots of small, winding roads up and down through bluffs. There was a lot of sand down on the hills and in the corners from the last time it snowed but no salt that I could see. I took it easy in the sand and it felt great to get in that one last ride for the year. Apologies, I suppose, are due to all the first day deer hunters sitting quietly in their stands as I flew by with my pipe in full song.