My youngest went off to college this fall and I am heartbroken. So yesterday, I decided to sneak out of work around noon. I hopped on the bike and road to Hilton Head to have dinner with my daughter before she headed to work. The ride down was a bit chilly but warmed up nicely. Kaitlyn and I had dinner at Truffles Cafe (highly recommend) and got to catch up on what's going on in her life. After dinner, I hopped back on the bike and started to make my way home. It had turned dark and temperatures had dropped into the 50s and then later into the 40s.
Did I mention my Gerbings liner bit the dust again earlier this week?
The four and a half hour ride home was so COLD... I had to stop twice to warm up in rest area bathrooms. I expect to see news stories today for travelers to be on the look out for a strange man in a neon motorcycle jacket and white helmet who makes strange chattering noises. "If you see this man, do not approach, it may be contagious"
Anyways got home, took a half hour hot shower, jumped in bed and woke up this morning. Thinking, what a great ride.
What's wrong with us? Why do we suffer so much and then the next day remember only how wonderful it was?
P.s. Ordered a new Gen 4 Warm n Safe this week. Can't say enough about their customer service experience. I'm switching to the Warm n Safe product because Gerbing does not honor the GerbingS life time warranty. Apparently, a new owner purchased the company, and removed the letter "S" from the end of the company name. This allows him to take advantage of the Brand identity but absolves the new company from any responsibility for the legacy warranties. The liner failed last year, I paid to have it fixed and swore when if it failed again, it was going in the trash. Hence the new liner on its way. Rant complete.
Did I mention my Gerbings liner bit the dust again earlier this week?
The four and a half hour ride home was so COLD... I had to stop twice to warm up in rest area bathrooms. I expect to see news stories today for travelers to be on the look out for a strange man in a neon motorcycle jacket and white helmet who makes strange chattering noises. "If you see this man, do not approach, it may be contagious"
Anyways got home, took a half hour hot shower, jumped in bed and woke up this morning. Thinking, what a great ride.
What's wrong with us? Why do we suffer so much and then the next day remember only how wonderful it was?
P.s. Ordered a new Gen 4 Warm n Safe this week. Can't say enough about their customer service experience. I'm switching to the Warm n Safe product because Gerbing does not honor the GerbingS life time warranty. Apparently, a new owner purchased the company, and removed the letter "S" from the end of the company name. This allows him to take advantage of the Brand identity but absolves the new company from any responsibility for the legacy warranties. The liner failed last year, I paid to have it fixed and swore when if it failed again, it was going in the trash. Hence the new liner on its way. Rant complete.
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