OK, I have to come clean with y'all. Wensday it was in the 70's and my riding buddy and I were out and about enjoying the afternoon. That night the bottom fell out of our weather. On Turkey Day it was a high of 40 with rain and sleet and some snow flurries. We deep fried the turkey in the driveway while sitting in the garage beside my bike talking about all the rides we had been on this year and planing next year.
Friday, it warmed up to 50. All it took was a phone call. He said "give me and hour". One of the few times a year we get to put on the heavy leathers and ride around. At our favorite watering hole we run into another riding buddy. A phone call later there was 4 of us. Then out of the blue another shows up so there were 5. We didn't go far but we hit all the local biker spots and found that we were not the only ones out.
Had a great time and for those of you that think it don't get cold in Texas. By the time I pulled in the drive way at around 8pm. It was 37 and light rain. Nothing like snow flurries in your head light to get you in the holiday spirt.
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone.