But alas, not I.
Yesterday morning early, I was up (drove) for coffee and of course Paul rode his Ural rig to join the fun; he misses very few Saturday morning coffee events no matter the weather. The turnout was good but there was only one machine on less than 4 wheels. After spending the afternoon with my mom and my dad's sister, I drove home in hazy, mid-30's sunshine. With no wind yesterday, it was lovely outside, melting and evaporation combining to do all they could to battle against the drifts and ice.
Last evening, riding buddy Dave shared his afternoon ride with me, on one of our favorite local Minimum Maintenance Roads. Of course, he was the only motorcycle there and even with his big GS rig, there was too much snow to tackle the truly fun parts of the road. Conditions were perfect for the snowmobiles however.