Its similar to driving with the windows down, but so much more involved in what's around you. I thought about this while riding through wisteria strewn lanes on the way home, the smells of the purple flower and honey and wild onion filling the helmet. The down side of that was the guy in front of me burning more oil than gas.
So, that's my revelation of the day. I love riding in spring. I'm sure I'll like summer and fall too, but winter just is unpleasant.
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