Shad you've been blessed then. It's not that our winter has been particularly harsh. There have been no snowmaggedons, ice storms, or other weather events to paralyze the city.
It's just that winter came early, and is definitely overstaying its welcome.
Thank heavens I'm going to Italy to test a Piaggio MP3 250 for a day in May. Nothing like a cruise through Tuscany to visit Pontedera, Volterra, San Gimignano, and Greve in Chianti, as well as points in between, to put this cruel persistent winter into perspective.
I'm sure that it'll be melted before you know it and you'll be complaining about the miserable heat and humidity and escape to the nice, cool underground cave...
Hi David , Hope alls well mate, That certainly is a good old dumping of the white stuff! Italy sounds like a great trip.... One I really should make..pontedera would be fantastic by Vespa....it's a good old trip/distance for you....I really have no excuses , I could even take the GTS.... Onto ferry or channel tunnel and head across Europe ...David you have me thinking;) Take care mate ...like Bob says spend some hard earned cash on a luxury snow shovel and it melt before your eyes;) Regards Len
I certainly don't miss the 7 month winters from up North. I am not sure that I could cope as gracefully as you are and other folks who live in the colder climes. Hoping the snow melts fast and you can get on the with the business of riding that gorgeous vespa!
David just remember the freeway, the trucks and the sweat dripping down into your eyes blinding you ... it will come (but I hear not until about July!)
I'm a bear, once I come out of the cave, I just lumber around, bask in the sun, and scratch my back on the occasional tree trunk, humming the Bare Necessities to myself as I go.
I only head back to the cave trudging reluctantly, looking bearishly over my shoulder, head hung low, the wind at my back swirling snow at my feet.
Karen, yes that was just outside Hartford. Drinking from a warm bottle of water, shimmering heat rising from the snarled traffic, sweat drenching me under the armor...
...and then the traffic would pick up ever so slightly and a rush of air would ripple through my mesh... and it was delightful.
Nope, definitely not feeling any better about the snow, not going to miss it one little bit.
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Your doomed. DOOMED I SAY!!!! (Insert evil laughter here).
One can hope, so. Yes, one can hope.
David:
You've got the wrong approach. Wish for more snow . . .
Buy a snow blower and a new shovel and then see what happens
bob
A weekend photographer or Riding the Wet Coast
Yep, new strategy for next winter. I will send my Vespa south to a fellow scooterists and then fly down periodically to work with clients and ride.
We have had such a moderate winter that I have been able to ride at least a few days each month. I hope you get lots of sunshine soon
Very funny Rob. I need to meet up with you and then we ride to Key West, and stay there until it's safe for me to return home.
Keith that's what you say, but I sense an air of patient resignation that really means it's hopeless.
Bob, finally a suggestion that is certain to work.
Peter that's an interesting strategy. I should leave my job and come to work with you.
Shad you've been blessed then. It's not that our winter has been particularly harsh. There have been no snowmaggedons, ice storms, or other weather events to paralyze the city.
It's just that winter came early, and is definitely overstaying its welcome.
Thank heavens I'm going to Italy to test a Piaggio MP3 250 for a day in May. Nothing like a cruise through Tuscany to visit Pontedera, Volterra, San Gimignano, and Greve in Chianti, as well as points in between, to put this cruel persistent winter into perspective.
Hopefully when your spring/summer finally arrives you will have nothing but blue skies and sunshine to compensate for all that snow.
Murphy's Law says it will be a long and too hot summer and you'll be wishing for snow by September. :-)
I'm sure that it'll be melted before you know it and you'll be complaining about the miserable heat and humidity and escape to the nice, cool underground cave...
Hi David ,
Hope alls well mate,
That certainly is a good old dumping of the white stuff!
Italy sounds like a great trip.... One I really should make..pontedera would be fantastic by Vespa....it's a good old trip/distance for you....I really have no excuses , I could even take the GTS.... Onto ferry or channel tunnel and head across Europe ...David you have me thinking;)
Take care mate ...like Bob says spend some hard earned cash on a luxury snow shovel and it melt before your eyes;)
Regards
Len
I certainly don't miss the 7 month winters from up North. I am not sure that I could cope as gracefully as you are and other folks who live in the colder climes. Hoping the snow melts fast and you can get on the with the business of riding that gorgeous vespa!
David just remember the freeway, the trucks and the sweat dripping down into your eyes blinding you ... it will come (but I hear not until about July!)
Brandy, I never, ever, ever, complain about the heat. So bring it on, bring it on!
Nope, never gonna happen.
I'm a bear, once I come out of the cave, I just lumber around, bask in the sun, and scratch my back on the occasional tree trunk, humming the Bare Necessities to myself as I go.
I only head back to the cave trudging reluctantly, looking bearishly over my shoulder, head hung low, the wind at my back swirling snow at my feet.
Len, you could meet us in Pontedera for a day's ride. Pizza or pasta in San Gimignano, a little Chianti...
Thanks for the encouragement Dar. I feel myself slipping from grace, headed toward grumpy curmudgeon.
Karen, yes that was just outside Hartford. Drinking from a warm bottle of water, shimmering heat rising from the snarled traffic, sweat drenching me under the armor...
...and then the traffic would pick up ever so slightly and a rush of air would ripple through my mesh... and it was delightful.
Nope, definitely not feeling any better about the snow, not going to miss it one little bit.
Bah humbug!
I was once contemplating over moving to Montreal. Now I remember why I didn't proceed with it. Hang in there. It will be over eventually.
Sonja, there are so many reasons not to live here.
But truly, it's got a lot going for it.
But not the weather. And not the politics.
Aside from that, it's a toss up between Montreal and Vancouver.
Can't compete with the Black Forest though.
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