Posted March 15, 2012
The weather this March is being simply incredible around here, feeling more like mid-May. The forecast is looking quite good for the long term so today I de-winterized the summer cars and motorcycles - basically just removing the covers, unplugging the battery chargers, checking the tires and oil, reinstating the insurance, and firing them up to get the juices flowing again.
Had to run an errand this afternoon so it seemed right to get on the motorcycle. And then it seemed right to go visit the folks about 25 miles away. Had a quick visit and headed toward home, with a stop by my wife's workplace to meet her when she got off work. On the way back, maybe 2 miles from the parents' house, I see what looks like a big bug headed right at my head. Not much you can do at 60 MPH so I just took it. Turns out it wasn't a bug, but instead bird droppings. I'll be damned but it hit the visor on my helmet perfectly right between the eyes.
I was thinking what a nasty surprise that would be without a helmet, a turd landing right on the bridge of the nose at highway speed and glooping into one's eyes. Anyway, met the wife at work and she commented that it simply confirmed what she's always known: that I'm a bit of a shithead.
I'll try to get a photo tomorrow - that bird couldn't have been more accurate with a bullseye on the helmet and a 10x scope mounted on its ass.
Had to run an errand this afternoon so it seemed right to get on the motorcycle. And then it seemed right to go visit the folks about 25 miles away. Had a quick visit and headed toward home, with a stop by my wife's workplace to meet her when she got off work. On the way back, maybe 2 miles from the parents' house, I see what looks like a big bug headed right at my head. Not much you can do at 60 MPH so I just took it. Turns out it wasn't a bug, but instead bird droppings. I'll be damned but it hit the visor on my helmet perfectly right between the eyes.
I was thinking what a nasty surprise that would be without a helmet, a turd landing right on the bridge of the nose at highway speed and glooping into one's eyes. Anyway, met the wife at work and she commented that it simply confirmed what she's always known: that I'm a bit of a shithead.
I'll try to get a photo tomorrow - that bird couldn't have been more accurate with a bullseye on the helmet and a 10x scope mounted on its ass.