I rode to the shop yesterday intending to head home at 5 or 6pm, but didn't leave till 730 and it was dark, and cold.
I had none of my cold weather stuff with me, and no clear visor to replace my tinted one.
I keep the speed down and rode with my shield up a little.
Sometimes I cut through an industrial park for a change of scenery. It's like a giant letter "P" off the main road. The loop has multiple paved paths that branch off and dead end (this is all field and scrub brush). One of them dead ends at a gate that has an actual road on the other side, with a space for foot traffic.
It also accommodates motos
I slipped through off the main road and into the park. There are only a few business that have built there so it's mostly just open field with a small lake in the middle of the "P"
The corners are long sweeper types with field on both sides. I came through one and had to slow way down to take in the scene.
It's dark and there's a layer of fog covering the fields on both sides of the road and the road itself. The fog is about 4' thick, and is floating at waist level (waist level on the bike that is)
The fog seemed to glow. Even though it was a low light situation the fog was plain as day. Looking off into it, it stretched from peripheral left to peripheral right. Sort of eerie, but really cool. Probably one of the coolest things I've seen in quite a while from the saddle.
The rest of the ride home was uneventful.
Except for the fat dead racoon I ran straight over
