|Elora to Ancaster and back again... about 160kms|
It was about 6°C when I left at 7:30 in the morning, and up in the high teens when I came back mid-afternoon. Both ways was comfortable though behind the fairings, and the new jacket is light-years beyond the old one in terms of both warming and cooling.
I had a moment riding when I was flying through the air on the back of the bike realizing that there is nothing about doing this that I don't enjoy. It was a windy day, the roads post Canadian winter look like a war zone and it was cold, but even with all that I was still stringing perfect moments together as I flew down the road. I had a moment before the big trip last week when I was wondering if I'm not taking too many risks riding with my son. What finally put me right was realizing that driving a car can end you as well, but we do that much more often and usually while paying less attention. I looked back one time as we were winding our way through Beaver Valley and saw Max with his arms out and eyes closed flying through the air behind me. I would have hated myself if I'd have never given him that experience. Riding might be dangerous, but competence and attention can go a long way in mitigating those risks, and the rewards are impossible to find in any other mode of transport.
The more I ride the Concours the better the engine seems to get. On the way home I stuck the phone behind the windshield and got the video below where you can hear the Concour's happy noise.
|Sulphur Springs Road - a better way in is on Mineral Springs Road, the top of Sulphur Springs is rough!|
|Mineral Springs Road on the way back, it's still Ontario bumpy, but it ain't dirt and it is twisty!|
|Back up in Centre Wellington, the Concours takes a break where I took the first road pic of my former bike|
Flight of the Concours
... with musical accompaniment by Takeshi Terauchi & The Bunnies!