Freezing my fingertips off through Alpine

This afternoon, I went on a solo motorcycle ride down the Bellfountain Highway to Alpine and back again up 99W. The sun was out, making it seem warm in its rays. I didn’t put on as many layers as I would have had it been foggy because of its warmth. My thoughts were of a quick jaunt out and beating the sun back before it set. After firing up the bike and stopping to get some gas, I saw the sun already sinking low in the sky.

Heading out past Stoneybrook, I jumped onto 53rd, figuring that somewhere it must connect to the Bellfountain Highway. It turns out that out in the country, 53rd turns to gravel. Rather than turn around, I braved the rock, barreling down a straight stretch to a junction with the highway. It wasn’t too bad of a road but it is a bit scary when my back end fishtails around.

The shady spots on the highway were my first taste of the cold that awaited me. I hadn’t put my glove liners on but instead had stashed them in my jacket. By the time I got to Bellfountain, my fingertips were numb. South of Alpine when I hit gravel and turned around, I stopped for a minute to put on the liners. By that point there almost wasn’t much of a point. I couldn’t feel my fingers at all.

Rather than do my original route, which would have taken me down through Junction City and back up Peoria Road, I jumped on 99W and tried to get home as fast as possible. The sun had set on me while passing through Monroe and it was getting very cold. In Corvallis, I was able to get my bike inside, get my helmet off, and close the door to my room before my hands started screaming at me. It took a half hour and a hot shower to regain feeling in the tips of my fingers. Next time, I will be using glove liners from the start.

The ride was about 50 miles in total. I bought about 2 gallons of gas before the ride with the odometer showing about 83 miles. The gas cost me just over $3. My mileage came out to only about 42 mpg. Either I am working the throttle extra hard, there is something wrong with my bike, or the switch to winter gasoline has really taken a toll on my fuel economy.

In other news, I think my bike is burning oil again. The transmission was a bit hard to get to shift at first, a sign of the troubles I had before. Next time I take it out, I need to throw it up on its center stand when I bring it home to check the oil level.

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Taking a friend to Salem through the heavy fog

Today I went on a ride with Jaime up to Salem.  Her father met us at a Starbucks just north of downtown.  She took her bike to Portland with him this afternoon for winter storage.

The air temperature never went above 50 the entire ride and in fact in some places was probably closer to 40.  A thick layer of fog that alternated between hugging the ground and hovering about 15 feet above the ground stayed with us all the way from Corvallis to Salem and back again.  I added an extra layer of pants and an extra layer of long sleeve shirt today compared to what I had on Friday.  It helped quite a bit.  My only real problems were the periodic fogging up of my visor on the inside and the periodic moisture buildup on the outside of the visor.

On the return trip I was alone and was able to bomb back quite quickly.  It seemed that the fog made traffic go more quickly than normal.  The ride was about 80 miles total.

I took on fuel in Corvallis at 86.6 miles on the odometer before I left town.  I paid $3.99 total getting 1.814 gallons.  My fuel economy was somewhere around 47 mpg.  This cold air seems to make it run a bit more rich than in the summer.

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Fall Colors From the Seat of a Motorcycle

This evening Jaime and I rode our motorcycles west and south of Corvallis over the hills on Decker Road down to the Bellfountain Highway to Bellfountain.  We stopped in the little hamlet to take a few photos in front of the church on our motorcycles.  All of the trees are fully ablaze in color.  Every corner we turned, ever hill we crested presented us with a fresh vista full of Fall.

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On the ride back, the air temperature dropped with the setting sun.  By the time we hit Corvallis, both Jaime and I were a bit chilled.  Next time I go out riding, I will have to wear a thermal layer or two.  The colder weather has arrived.

In related ride news, my oil level remains fine.  There is no evidence of burning oil.

I also purchased gas today.  1.55 gallons for 72.3 miles which works out to 46.6 gallons.  That would be the second worst fuel economy I have had to date.  The worst was from the maintenance ride I had to do a few months back.

In total, my ride was about 54 miles.  Jamie’s ride would be about 51 miles.

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