...and what better way to enjoy the storm than from the saddle ...at night!
Kirk Morrison, Rich Allen and myself headed out Friday Night around 9:00 pm ...and had the world pretty much to ourselves.
Everything is pretty when covered with fresh powder.
By the time we got home it was after Midnight, with the snow so deep that even the smallest incline brought us to our knees ...'er, rather ...to our feet!!!
One advantage of the snow was that no kick stands were necessary to park our bikes!
The rest of the weekend was spent shoveling ...the driveway...the sidewalks ...the roof ...the deck ...and the little paths through the yard so the dogs to go "out" ...!!!I am so sore I can hardly move : (
The climb out of McConnells mills was total snow and ice. Oh Yes! It was a single track climb to get out.
Gaus and I set down a fun quick tempo on the march into the Sheetz off of 328 (this is a guess that we were on 328...as usual I have no idea where we actually were). As for this matter I won't even describe our loop because I don't remember any of the roads anyway. I know we did climb up breakneck?
Notable Notes - Rob forgot his food so Renee' delivered it to Rob like a team car.Team Gaus to the rescue.
Mary Hess had muffins waiting for the returning riders!
thanks for the great ride,
briercheck 
Historical Landmarks...
...and a Flat Tire that mysteriously happened while we were IN the Coffee Shop :)
....we rode off into the countryside.
With the roads reasonably clear, the sun popping in-and-out of the clouds, and the wind behaving itself MOST of the time, we were happy to be outside.
No matter HOW you look at it, a ride always brightens up our day : )
...until we discovered that we would have to 
After all this work... I mean riding... we rode to 
After finding my headlights shot for good I had to hammer in between traffic surges on Rt 8 and I made it to HD's winded but in time for a beer! Unfortunately I gave him some shit about the hippy hair and was downgraded to Pony bottle. Lesson learned.
Soon Kirk arrived (wait - shouldn't he be writing the Captains Log?).
Finally KD rolled in looking somewhat overdressed for the occasion. Which begs the question, what would look more out of place at the Island Bar, Fluorescence Lycra pants and an elf hat, or a well tailored suit? I think the answer is obvious. So did Ken. He bowed out of the festivities. But having previously determined that a man in a a suit CAN get in and out of there without getting stabbed, he treated us to a round at the Brick House to get us started!
...cheered on by all his fans!
...and a gorgeous day it was for a Road Trip!
Upon our arrival, Steve broke out his latest in Team Warm-Wear... a fashion risk if ever we saw one!
The first race of the day was the Men's Cat 4... which is why we entered 4 riders :)
Rich Allen...
..and Mike Maher.
Of course... we had to hear 
