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Originally Posted by UncleWede
I rode to work today, which means I get to eat. . .
Sun was out, warm, when I left the house at 6:05. About 3 miles away there was a solid grey wall. 5 more miles, with the finger-wipers on, and my pants were wet from the knees down when I got here  |
A friend of mine and I road our new Honda 160's up California Coast Highway 1 in 1967. It was foggy the whole way. I was wearing street shoes and my feet just about froze. I could barely operate the shifter and brake pedal. We stopped many times to thaw out. Well, sort of thaw out.
We made the return trip down highway 101. By then, the fog had lifted. Our only problem was keeping up with traffic. We hugged the gas tanks and managed to cruise at 65.
